Get outta that bed, wash your face and hands

Get outta that bed, wash your face and hands

Well, you get in that kitchen, make some noise with the pots 'n pans



Way you wear those dresses, the sun comes shinin' through

Way you wear those dresses, the sun comes shinin' through

I can't believe my eyes, all that mess belongs to you



I believe to the soul you're the devil and now I know

I believe to the soul you're the devil and now I know

Well, the more I work, the faster my money goes



I said shake, rattle and roll, Shake, rattle and roll

Shake, rattle and roll, Shake, rattle and roll

Well, you won't do right to save your doggone soul



Yeah, blow Joe!



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I'm like a one-eyed cat peepin' in a seafood store

I'm like a one-eyed cat peepin' in a seafood store

Well I can look at you till you ain't no child no more



Ah, shake, rattle and roll, Shake, rattle and roll

Shake, rattle and roll, Shake, rattle and roll

Well, you won't do right to save your doggone soul



I get over the hill and way down underneath

I get over the hill and way down underneath

You make me roll my eyes, even make me grit my teeth



I said shake, rattle and roll, Shake, rattle and roll

Shake, rattle and roll, Shake, rattle and roll

Well, you won't do nothin' to save your doggone soul



Shake, rattle and roll!