Listen up, kiddies, and you will hear . . .
Top-40 radio back many a year,
John Records Landecker back in '77,
With WLS turning it up to 11
As the Big 89 slams it into gear
Across the glass, the engineer racks up some carts,
And your intrepid DJ opens his mike
As the "Boogie Check" music starts
Then the phone lines all start to light
As callers wait their chance to see
If a shooting star of the air they'll be,
Or whether their wit will just buy the farm
Will the man whose name is Records, with all due charm
Just yank their call like a fire alarm?
Boogie Check, Boogie Check, ooh ahh!