Shake, shake, shimmy You know that you soothe the ache And the troubles within me Pretending that everything's cool When I'm twenty-seven shades of blue
And my lips are unhappy without you My lips are unhappy without you
Honey suckle, you're missing When I make the morning dew glisten By just hopin' and wishin' Pretending that I've got a clue When I'm twenty-seven shades of blue
And my lips are unhappy without you My lips are unhappy without you My lips are unhappy without you
Shake, shimmy...
Without you My lips are unhappy without you My lips are unhappy without you [Unhappy, my lips are unhappy; unhappy] My lips are unhappy without you [Ohhhh...]