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...]