Born To Hand Jive
Jim Jacobs / Warren Casey
Before I was born, late one night
My papa said: Everything's alright
The doctor paid, my ma laid down
With a semitone bouncing all around
'Cause the bebop stork was about to arrive
Mama gave birth to the 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 dancing when I gathered eggs
The townsfolk clapped, I was only five
And I danced 'em all, he's 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!