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 beebop stork was about to arrive
  Mama gave birth to the hand-jive
  
  I could barely walk when I looked in town, when I was three, I pushed the
  fly
  While jumping would I move my legs, and I saw the dance while I gathered
  A's
  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!