Before I was born, late one night
My papa said everything's alright
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 moved to town
When I was three, I pushed a plow
While chopping wood, I move my legs
And I started the dance while I gathered eggs
Bowed and 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!