Get out of that bed

Wash your face and hands

Get out of that bed

Wash your face and hands

Way you get in that kitchen

Make some noise with the pots and pans

Way you wear those dresses

The sun come shining through

Way you wear those dresses

The sun come shining through

I can't believe my eyes

All that mess belongs to you

I believe to the soul

You're the devil in nylon hose

I believe to the soul

You're the devil in nylon hose

Well, Lord, I work fast as 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 it, Joe

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

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

Well, I can look at you

Tell 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

And maybe 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 nothing

To save your doggone soul

Shake, rattle and roll