Born To Hand Jive


Before I was born, late one night
My papa said everything's alri-ight
The doctor came, mama laid dow-own
With her stomach bouncing all arou-ound
'Cause the beebop 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 plou-ough
While chopping wood, I'd move my le-egs
And I started to dance while I gathered e-eggs
Townfolk clapped, I was only five
I'll out-dance 'em all, he's a born hand-jive

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah - everybody

Born to hand-jive, baby
Born to hand-jive, baby

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!

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