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Yo yo, it's
Shakes!
Yo yo, it's Shakes!
Meet Joe on the job with the midday trembles The shakiest glazier
that the east assembles His buddy Hudini Tuffini is standing by He
says he cannot work without Joe's crazy vibe Always cracking jokes about
his union mates
Rattling the windows and the scaffold gates
But when he grabs the gun and aims it at the seam
The static in his fingers turns into a dream The vibration stops,
his posture locks in place...
He's Shakey Joe, he's always on the run!
Perfect caulking bead under the midday sun A union delegate he surely
could have been But his hands shake too much for the political
scene Yeah,
he's Shakey Joe!
He loves working on his boat way more than glass Sailing out
of harbor, moving way too fast But everyone wonders how he tightens
up the bolts With a crazy rattle like a million volts Tuffini
just laughs and hands him a wrench Sitting on the harbor on
a wooden bench He's Shakey Joe,
he's always on the run!
Perfect caulking bead under the midday sun A union delegate he surely
could have been But his hands shake too much for the political
scene Yeah, he's Shakey Joe! (ohhh-ohhh)
Yo yo, it's Shakes!
Yo yo,
it's Shakes! His hands always shake Until he lays that perfect bead!
Yeah, it's Shakes! Shakey Joe!