Lyrics
Ladies & gentlemen
This is the story
'Bout a wild thing...
She looks like a saint
With a mona lisa smile
But when she
Hits the floor
She'll drive you wild
Earthquake
She'll stir you
Shake you
Make you
Rock'n roll
And there is
Nothin' you can do
She'll stir
And shake and
Spin it all
Out o'control
She's got a
Little red dress
And a pair o'
High-heeled shoes
When she
Hits the floor man
There is
Nothing you can do
Earthquake!
She'll stir you
Shake you
Make you
Rock'n roll
And there is
Nothin' you can do
She'll stir
And shake and
Spin it all
Out o'control
Earthquake!
Earthquake!
Earthquake!
Earthquake!
Earthquake!
Earthquake!
She'll stir you
Shake you
Make you
rock'n roll
Earthquake!
She'll stir you
Shake you
Make you
rock'n roll
And there is
Nothin' you can do
She'll stir
And shake and
Spin it all
Out o'control
She's got a
Touch o' danger
And a smile
That says it all
She'll uplift you
Skyhigh
And then she'll
Drop you
Let you fall
Earthquake!
She'll stir you
Shake you
Make you
rock'n roll
And there is
Nothin' you can do
She'll stir
And shake and
Spin it all
Out o'control
Earthquake!
She'll stir you
Shake you
Make you
rock'n roll
Earthquake!
She'll stir you
Shake you
Make you
rock'n roll
And there is
Nothin' you can do
She'll stir
And shake and
Spin it all
Out o'control...