Before Iwas born, late one night
My papa said everything`s alright
The doctor laughed when ma laid down
With her stomach bouncing all around
`Cause the beebop 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 eggs
Townfolk clapped, I was only five
I`ll out-dance `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, howlow 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!