We now would like to continue
this evening's soiree
with a little version of an old Elvis
Presley number.
This is a thundered version
of a Liebren Stoller song.
This one is All Shook Up.
Take it away, boys.
One, two, three, four.
Well, the bless of my soul,
what's wrong with me
I'm itchin' like a man on a fuzzy tree
My friends say I'm actin' wild as a bug
I'm in love, I'm all shook up
Uh -huh, uh -huh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Well, my hands are shaking
and my knees are weak
I can't seem to stand on
my own two feet
Who do you think,
or will you have such luck?
I'm in love, I'm all shook up
Uh -huh, uh -huh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Now please don't ask me
what's on my mind
I'm a little mixed up,
but I'm feeling fine
When I'm near the girl that I love best
My heart beats so that it
scares me to death
When she touches my hand,
what a chill I got
Her lips are like a volcano and it's hot
I'm proud to say that she's mine
But a cup, I'm in love
I'm all shook up, uh -huh, uh -huh, oh yeah,
uh -huh, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know my tongue gets tired
when I try to speak
My inside's shaking like
a leaf on a tree
There's only one cure
for this body of mine
And that's to have that girl
and a love so fine
She touch of my hand, a water chill I got
Her lips are like a volcano when it's hot
I'm proud to say that
she's my buttercup
I'm in love, I'm all shook up
Uh -huh, uh -huh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh -huh, uh -huh, yeah, yeah, yeah
One more boy
Oh, oh, yeah, I'm on shootin' love