Shake Rattle & Roll

Well get out of your bed and wash your face and hands
Well get out from that kitchen and rattle those pots and pans
Get out from that kitchen and rattle those pots and pans
Well roll my breakfast because I'm a working man
When you wear those dresses the sun comes shining through[x2]
I can't believe my eyes, all of this belongs to you
I said shake, rattle and roll
Shake, rattle and roll[x3]
Well you never do nothing to save your doggone soul
Way over the hill and wigged out underneath[x2]
You make me roll my eyes baby make me grit my teeth
I'm like a one-eyed cat peeping gin a sea-food store[x2]
I can look at you tell you don't love me no more