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 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 would I move my legs And I started to dance while I gathered egg's Townfolk clapped, I was only five "He'll out dance 'em all, he was 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? (4 x's) Higher, higher, higher and higher Now you can hand-jive baby Oh you can hand-jive baby Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, born to hand-jive, oh yeah!