THOSE AIKEN SHAKIN' HIPS 

Familiar strains of "Grease" we hear 

And then 'our idol' does appear. 

He's grinning, moving to the beat! 

(Did someone just turn up the heat?) 

His jacket is a shade of red 

That makes mean Simon lose his head! 

And also red are his big shoes! 

(Did someone just light up my fuse?) 

His long lean legs in snug blue jeans 

That fit just right do cause loud screams! 

For Clay this audience has flipped! 

(Did he just shake those Aiken hips?) 

He sounds so clear and sings so well, 

His voice does cause each heart to swell! 

The BeeGees could not be more proud! 

(Did those hips jerk and wow that crowd?) 

Is this our Clay, our sweet man/boy? 

With sexy looks that say, "Don't toy! 

I'm not the innocent you think!" 

(Did his hips move, or did I blink?) 

"Clay, you can't dance!" the judges say. 

They make no sense, try as they may! 

"Just horrible!" says mean Simon 

(When those hips shift, isn't it fun?) 

Oh, Simon, Randy, Paula, too, 

You guys don't even have a clue 

That this performance is first rate! 

(And by the way, aren't those hips great?) 

We love each facet of you, Clay, 

That spikey hair, that handsome face, 

Those gorgeous eyes, those luscious lips! 

(And, yes, those Aiken Shakin' Hips!!!) 

                     By: Prissy