King Creole, go

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

You know she's gone, gone, gone
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole
You know she's gone, gone, gone
That'a hip shaking King Creole

Well, he plays something evil
Then he plays something sweet
No matter what he plays
You got to get up on your feet
When he gets the rockin' fever
baby, heaven sakes
He don't stop playin'
'Till his guitar breaks 

You know he's gone, gone, gone
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole, yeah
You know he's gone, gone, gone
That'a hip shaking King Creole

You know he's gone, gone, gone
That'a hip shaking King Creole...
