Born To Hand-Jive Songtext / Lyric

Born To Hand-Jive Songtext
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 beebop 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 dance when I gathered eggs
The townfolk clapped, I was only five
Out-dance 'em all, he was born to 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, can you hand-jive, baby?
Oh, can you hand-jive, baby?

Oh yeah, ...

Born to hand-jive, oh yeah!