I said shake rattle and roll Well I said shake, rattle and roll I said shake, rattle and roll Well you won't do right To save your doggone soul I believe it to my soul you're the devil in nylon hose I'm like the one-eyed cat peeping in a seafood store I

I hope you feel the same when you see my face, you better pull up on me Ain't no backin' down, prepared to shake, you better pull up on me I heard you talkin' cray, I know you hella fake, you better pull up on me Now you wanna be my friend, no, you ain't

That's what you get for waking up in Vegas Remember what you told me Don't be a baby Shut up and put your money where your mouth is Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now Give me some cash out, baby You gotta help me out It's all a blur last

Murda on the beat with the murder man Ben Simmons shake 'em with the left hand Steppin' on his dope like a step dad Too turnt up, can't help that Shittin' on a hater no Ex-Lax Watch so dumb it got kept back Bitch so thick, she can't help that 'Cause she

Holding nothing There's a bottomless pit that we've been climbing from Just to get on level ground Shake your seasick legs around Dead of winter in a logo town Signs of life are soft and flickering Need a bed to lay my body down Dead weight to carry down

Fare thee well They told me on the phone What are you gonna do When your trouble gets like mine Get a big spade And dig down in your mind It's your last chance To shake it up with me They don't have no man at all

Dancing, dancing, dancing in the headlights They're going out of control, (whoa) You know you got the perfect night When you got the girls We got the bass down low (whoa) Girls got there shaker shaking, a buzz in the making They're getting with it

Shake a leg, shake your head Shake a leg, wake the dead Shake a leg, get stuck in Idle juvenile on the street, on the street Fighting on the wrong side of the law, of the law Who is kicking everything with his feet, with his feet Don't kick, don't fight,

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

(Yeah, yeah) I'm the underdog Say, I'm the underdog I know how it feels to be expect to get a fair shake But they won't let you forget That you're the underdog and you've got to be twice as good Even if you're never right They get uptight when you get