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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Roger Chapman
Roger Chapman
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steve Simpson
Steve Simpson
Composer

Lyrics

Now the juke-joint's jumping, Baby's on the scene Pumping all your money in the record machine You take her jiving, jiving, it ain't sophisticated Jiving, jiving, ain't even complicated All you stand to lose is your all-day-working blues When you're jiving, jiving Well now you're skipping, double dipping and the music's Getting loud Baby's really showing her suspenders to the crowd Call it jiving, jiving, just keep a-rocking steady Jiving, jiving, you know you're ready Teddy Bumping and a-jumping, Baby Baby's really something When you're jiving, jiving Jiving, jiving, tight pants and creepers When you're jiving, jiving, you won't believe your peepers Petticoats and hose, ponytails and bows When you're jiving, jiving Well, I'll take you to a movie, Baby, any time you like But tonight you'd better know it, when I get you on my bike We've going jiving, jiving, your Mama's cool about it Jiving, jiving, she's a fool about it When the day is done, she and Papa get it on And they go jiving, jiving Jiving, jiving, around the kitchen table Jiving, jiving, your Papa's really able Jiving, jiving, your Mama's 1!ying now Jiving, jiving, and your Daddy's trying now Diving to the ground swinging Mama all around And it's jiving, jiving Jiving, jiving, tight pants and creepers When you're jiving, jiving, you won't believe your peepers Petticoats and hose, ponytails and bows When you're jiving, jiving Well I bumped into the Preacher, but he said he couldn't stop He was late for an appointment at the local record hop He's going jiving, jiving A celebration They'll be jiving, jiving A rocking congregation Say you'll be my wife I'll keep you happy all your life I'll take you jiving, jiving Jiving, jiving, tight pants and creepers When you're jiving, jiving, you won't believe your peepers Petticoats and hose, ponytails and bows When you're jiving, jiving Now the juke-joint's jumping, Baby's on the scene Pumping all your money in the record machine You take her jiving, jiving, it ain't sophisticated Jiving, jiving, ain't even complicated All you stand to lose is your all-day-working blues When you're jiving, jiving
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