Born to Hand Jive

Before I was born, late one night My papa said, "Everything's alright" The doctor paid, mama laid down With her stomach bouncing all around 'Cause the bebop 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 I started dancing when I gathered eggs Townsfolk 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!