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Текст: Elvis Presley. I'm All Shook Up.

A well, I 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, I'm all shook up
Mm, mm, oh, oh, yeah, yeah

My hands are shaky and my knees are weak
I 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
Mm, mm, oh, oh, yeah, yeah

Please don't ask me what's on my mind
I'm a little mixed up but I'm feelin' fine
When I'm near that girl that I love best
My heart beats, so it scares me to death

She touched my hand what a chill I got
Her lips are like a volcano that's hot
I'm proud to say she's my buttercup
I'm in love, I'm all shook up
Mm, mm, oh, oh, yeah, yeah

My tongue get tied when I try to speak
My insides shake like a leaf on a tree
There's only one cure for this body of mine
That's to have the girl that I love so fine

She touched my hand what a chill I got
Her lips are like a volcano that's hot
I'm proud to say she's my buttercup
I'm in love, I'm all shook up
Mm, mm, oh, oh, yeah, yeah

Mm, mm, oh, oh, yeah yeah
I'm all shook up