| (Eddie Beethoven and Joe Ely) | |
| What's Shakin' Tonight | |
| What's Shakin' Tonight | |
| Hey pretty baby What's Shakin' Tonight? | |
| What's Shakin' Tonight | |
| What's Shakin' Tonight | |
| Hey pretty baby What's Shakin' Tonight? | |
| Slap on some rouge, show your tatoos, | |
| Put on your patent leather highheel shoes. | |
| Moon out tonight, you're lookin' just right, | |
| I feel like messin' with dynamite! | |
| What's Shakin' Tonight | |
| What's Shakin' Tonight | |
| Hey pretty baby What's Shakin' Tonight? | |
| What's Shakin' Tonight | |
| What's Shakin' Tonight | |
| Hey pretty baby What's Shakin' Tonight? | |
| Come on pretty babe let's put some wind in our ears. | |
| We got the thing movin' now we just gotta steer. | |
| Tell the folks back at work that we just gone beserk | |
| Bossman, find yourself a new kind of jerk. | |
| Rip out reverse, strain every nerve | |
| Ram it to the red line don't let it swerve. | |
| Spin it around, swim it or drown. | |
| I smell the deisel in the Border Town. |