Shake, baby, shake, you know I can fit you in my arms
Brake, baby, brake, taking me in with all your charms

I've never been inside you but you're so alluring
They call you "little mouse" by name in Rome and Turin
Looking now at your famous shape
They don't make them like you any more

Shake, baby, shake, you know I can fit you in my arms
Brake, baby, brake, taking me in with all your charms
When things are looking good there's always complications
I can't be with you so I'm at the railway station
Let's run away and be so alive
Escape the drudgery of this nine to five

Shake, baby, shake, you know I can fit you in my arms
Brake, baby, brake, taking me in with all your charms
Shake, baby, shake, you know I worship from afar
Brake, baby, brake, how I wish you were my car

(Author: E. Anderson)

NB. The album title of this song is simply '500' but when it was released as a single, it was retitled to '500 (Shake Baby Shake)', presumably to make it more recognisable after radio play.