(Otis Bla ckwell - Elvis Presley)
A well I bless my soul
Wha ts wrong with me?
Imitching like a ma n on a fuzzy tree
My friends sa y Ima ctin wild a s a bug
Imin love
Ima ll shook up
Mm mm oh, oh, yea h, yea h
My ha nds a re sha ky a nd my knees a re wea k
I ca nt seem to sta nd on my own two feet
Who do you tha nk when you ha ve such luck?
Imin love
Ima ll shook up
Mm mm oh, oh, yea h, yea h
Plea se dont a sk me wha ts on my mind
Ima little mixed up, but Imfeelin fine
When Imnea r tha t girl tha t I love best
My hea rt bea ts so it sca res me to dea th
She touched my ha nd wha t a chi will I got
Her lips a re like a vulca no tha ts hot
Improud to sa y shes my buttercup
Imin love
Ima ll shook up
Mm mm oh, oh, yea h, yea h
My tongue get tied when I try to spea k
My insides sha ke like a lea f on a tree
There is only one cure for this body of mine
Tha ts to ha ve the girl tha t I love so fine
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Elvis Presley
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