Born To Hand Jive
Before I was born, late one night, my papa said everything's alright
The doctor paid, my mama laid down, with her stomach bouncing all around
Cause the bebop stork was about to arrive
Mama gave birth to a hand-jive
I could barely walk when I milked a cow, when I was three, I pushed a plow
While chopping wood, I moved my legs, and they saw me dancin' while I gathered eggs
The town folk clapped, I was only five
Outdanced 'em all, he was born to hand-jive
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah - everybody
Born to hand-jive, baby, born to hand-jive, baby - yeah
How low can you go, how low can you go, how low can you go, how low can you go
Higher, higher, higher and higher
Now can you hand-jive, baby, oh can you hand-jive, baby
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, born to hand-jive, oh yeah