Shake, Rattle and Roll Bruce Springsteen

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 and pans

Way you wear those dresses, the sun comes shining through
Way you wear those dresses, the sun comes shining through
I can't believe my eyes, all that mess belongs to you

I believe to my soul you're the devil and now I know
I believe to my 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

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 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