| A | |
| Get out in that kitchen and rattle those pots and pans, |
| D | A | |
| get | out in that kitchen and rattle those pots and | pans. |
| E | D | A | |
| Well, | roll my breakfast, cause | I'm a hungry | man. |
| CHORUS: |
| A | |
| I said, | Shake rattle and roll, I said Shake rattle and roll, |
| D | A | |
| I said, | Shake rattle and roll, I said | Shake rattle and roll. |
| E | D | A | E | |
| You | never do nothin' to | save your doggone | soul | . |
| A | |
| Wearin' those dresses, your hair done up so nice. |
| D | A | |
| Wearin' those dresses, your hair done up so | nice. |
| E | D | A | E | |
| You | look so warm, but your | heart is cold as | ice | . |
| CHORUS: |
| A | |
| I'm like a | one-eyed cat, peepin' in a sea-food store. |
| D | A | |
| I'm like a | one-eyed cat, peepin' in a sea-food | store. |
| E | D | A | E | |
| I can | look at you, and | tell you don't love me no | more | . |
| A | |
| I | believe you're doin' me wrong and now I know. |
| D | A | |
| I be | lieve you're doin' me wrong and now I | know. |
| E | D | A | E | |
| The | more I work, the | faster my money | goes | . |
| CHORUS:(x2) |
| A fabulous fifties hit from Kraziekhat. |