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When the week is done, and the evening sun is sinking back into the hills, |
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Well the neon lights start flickerin' on and the roadhouse starts to fill. |
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You can bet your ass by ten o'clock it'll be all that you can take |
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To squeeze inside with the girls and guys who come out to do the shake. |
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Shake it 'til you can't shake it out no more! |
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Do it 'til your feet come off the floor. |
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Put a little shake in your rattle and roll. |
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Shake it 'til you can't shake it out no more! |
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The air is thick with the sweat and smoke comin' off everybody's skin, |
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And the rhythm grows in people's bones like it's coming from within. |
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Don't come out here lookin' just to chill or to sit down and take a break. |
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The only thing to try 'round here tonight is get up - and do the shake! |
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We're all the same when we come out here, don't matter who your daddy is. |
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What side of the street that you grew up on don't count for anything. |
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Come down alone, or with a friend in tow, just get down here for |
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God's sake. |
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Bring folding money and a pack of smokes, and get down here and shake! |
