Shake it, baby, before it shakes you
Don't say maybe, that just won't do
Syphon off the syrup, let it take a back seat
Sounds like an ice cream truck rolling down a back street
Your the doctor and I'm your patient that's for sure
You're the doctor, I'm your patient that's for sure
You'll know it, baby, when the music gets inside your shoes
We got the whole thing going like a pneumatic drill
You call it fever, but I got the cure
You say I'm crazy 'cause this music's got me feeling good
You say I'm crazy this music's got me feeling good
Get it, baby and let it take it to where you want it to
I got a fever, I don't need no cure
Hear it, baby, [Incomprehensible]
Hear it, baby, sneakin' on through
You know it's creeping up on you
Hear it, baby, sneakin' on through
The guitar man playing, he's fit to kill
It's too late, baby, what can you do?
What's cooking in the kitchen has come to a boil
You'll know it, baby, when the music gets inside your shoes
We got a jackknife beat, a killer of a backbeat
What's brewing in the basement's bound to overspill
Don't say maybe, that just won't do
We got a jackknife beat
For I'm your patient that's for sure
