Before I was born, late one night, my papa said everything's alright Doctor paid, my ma laid down with her stomach bouncing all around 'Cause the bee~bop stork was about to arrive Mama gave birth to the hand jive
Could barely walk when I milked a cow When I was three, I pushed a plow While chopping would I move my legs I started to dance while I gathered eggs Townfolk clapped, I was only five I'll out~dance 'em all, HE'S A BORN TOP HAND JIVE Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
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, 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