The Alan Peters Orchestra And Chorus - Born to Hand Jive

Before I was born, late one night
My papa said everything's alright
The doctor paid, mama laid down
With a semitone bouncing all around
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 plow
While chopping wood I moved my legs
And they saw me dancing when I gathered eggs
The townfolk 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

Written by:
Jim Jacobs, Warren Casey

Publisher:
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find