Words & Music: Bobby Shiflett
Bump. Bump. Shake your rump.
It’s time to shake your rump.
It’s time to shake your rump, again.
Jump. Jump. Let me see you jump.
Jump up and shake your rump
Jump up and shake your rump, again.
There were flowers and violins, cigarettes and campaign
Down at La Chat Noir, they all go, “ooo la la”
Nothing beats the absinthe and cocaine.