Hey, hey, hey, hey, look at little sister Hey, hey, hey, look at little sister What about the neighbors, what they gonna say Stop little sister, gettin' carried away Shakin' like a tree, rollin' like a log Shakin' and 'a rollin' now, that ain't all Hey,

Bet he feels like an elephant Shaking his big grey trunk for the hell of it You know that you're dreaming about being loved by him Too bad your chances are slim And it’s not like Mr. Shock To get shy when I ask who always is on top? There must be

He's saying "no, no, you're not ready yet" St. Peter shaking his head I'm far away For nights and days Silent they I'm running It's like your voice I hear Into my face Keeps drying my tears

I play the road, And every city's like the same three chords Been helping us along when the story's told Shaking off the miles and trying to make it home And the highway is our song, And the crowd is done and gone And the crowd has come and gone Every

I play the road, And every city's like the same three chords Been helping us along when the story's told Shaking off the miles and trying to make it home And the highway is our song, And the crowd is done and gone And the crowd has come and gone Every

Get me one of them Get at me bad girl I'm ready to be bad Oh oh oh oh If you're a bad girl I'ma get one of them Shakin' it the way I like I need a bad girl (say yeah) What sexy lady's comin' home with me tonight?

Shareef don't like it Rock the Casbah, rock the Casbah Rock the Casbah, Rock the Casbah Now the king told the boogie men You have to let that raga drop The oil down the desert way Has been shakin' to the top The Sheik he drove his Cadillac He went

The Shareef don't like it Rockin' the Casbah Rock the Casbah As soon as the Shareef was Now the king told the boogie men You have to let that raga drop The oil down the desert way Has been shakin' to the top

Shareef don't like it Rock the Casbah, rock the Casbah Rock the Casbah, Rock the Casbah Now the king told the boogie men You have to let that raga drop The oil down the desert way Has been shakin' to the top The Sheik he drove his Cadillac He went

You're shakin' that money maker, Like a heart breaker, like your college major was Twistin' and tearin' up Friday nights Love the way you're wearin' those jeans so tight (so tight) I bet your kiss is a soul saver, My favorite flavor, want it now and