Shaking his big grey trunk for the hell of it
He knows that you're dreaming all about being loved by him
Too bad your chances are slim
And it's not like mister shook to get shy when they ask him who is under
There must be something deep down in the middle down there
He's not too easily scared
He's got friends but they got fear
Who don't care too much if he just disappeared
Oh, look there he is now coming down the stairs
Here it comes
He pulled the mirrors off his Cadillac
'Cause he doesn't like it looking like he looks back
He talks like his opinion is a simple fact
Somebody grabbed his collar
He cried the whole way home
He won't remember a thing 'til they start again
That's how it is 'til the end
Yeah