Tekst:
Cheap Trick All Shook Up

, yeah we had a blow Look man, no holes, real nose When he says hi, he really means the moon He was there long before Armstrong He stays loose, he says, fill her up

Who me? Not you, oh yes, who's he? I even dig yo' man's style, but I love yo' profile Whisper in your ear and get you all shook up But don't blush, just

moves, get you scared, shook your fear Y2K, hit the clock, so you know the ending's near One call to them killas and you just might disappear Now nigga all

fish, pigeon itchin for a pit to put the pig in, scalped bottom feeder, nose bleeder, cheap seats, to the meat eater sweeps sweet weak freaks, what up

A whole lotta shakin' was terrible news That night - tell me that's right The band was singin' and playin' a tune Love comes a-tumblin' down, oh yeah yeah All shook up

Not you, oh yes, who's he? I even dig yo' man's style, but I love yo' profile Whisper in your ear and get you all shook up But don't blush, just keep

, who's he? I even dig yo' man's style, but I love yo' profile Whisper in your ear and get you all shook up But don't blush, just keep this on the

you, oh yes, who's he? I even dig yo' man's style, but I love yo' profile Whisper in your ear and get you all shook up But don't blush, just keep this

fish, pigeon itchin for a pit to put the pig in, scalped bottom feeder, nose bleeder, cheap seats, to the meat eater sweeps sweet weak freaks, what up