King Creole

[Verse 1:]
There's a man in New Orleans
Who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man
With a great big soul
He lays down a beat
Like a ton of coal
He goes by the name of King Creole.

[Verse 2:]
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Jumping like a catfish on a pole
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Hip shaking King Creole.

[Verse 3:]
When the king starts to do it
It's as good as done
He holds his guitar
Like a tommy gun
He starts to growl
From way down his throat
He bends a string
And "that's all she wrote".

[Verse 4:]
Well, he sings a song about a crowded hole
He sings a song about a jelly roll
He sings a song about meat and greens
He wails some blues about New Orleans.

[Verse 5:]
Well, he plays something evil
Then he plays something sweet
No matter what he plays
You got to get up on your feet.

[Verse 6:]
When he gets the rocking fever
Baby, heaven sakes
He don't stop playing
'Till his guitar breaks.