Lyrics:

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! ----- saxophone ----- 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!