All Shook Up
Elvis Presley, Otis Blackwell
Bless my soul, what's wrong with me ?
I'm itching like a man on a fuzzy tree
My friends say I'm actin' wild as a bug
I'm in love, all shook up
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My hands are shaky and my knees are so weak
Can't seem to stand on my own two feet
Who do you thank when you have such luck ?
I'm in love, I'm all shook up
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Please, don't ask me what's on my mind
I'm a little mixed up but I'm feelin' fine now
It’s only one cure for this body of mine
That's to have the girl that I love so fine
Touched my hand, what a chill I do got
Her lips are like some kind of vulcano’s top
I like to think that she's my buttercup
I'm in love, I'm all shook up, baby
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m all shook up