Before I was born late one night
My Papa said, "Everything's all right"
The doctor paid, mama laid down
With a semitone bouncing all around
'Cause a Be-Bop 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 choppin' wood I moved my legs,
And they saw me dancing while I gathered eggs
The townfolk clapped, I was only five
He'll outdance '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!
