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 'cause I'm a hungry man
When you wear those dresses the sun comes shinin' through When you wear those dresses the sun comes shinin' through I can't believe my eyes, all of this belongs to you
I said shake, rattle and roll Shake, rattle and roll Shake, rattle and roll Shake, rattle and roll Well you never do nothin' to save your doggone soul
Way over the hill and wigged out underneath Way over the hill and wigged out underneath You make me roll my eyes baby make me grit my teeth
I'm like a one-eyed cat peepin' in a sea-food store I'm like a one-eyed cat peepin' in a sea-food store I can look at you tell you don't love me no moreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
