Before I was born, late one night
My papa said, "Everything's alright"
The doctor paid, mama laid down
With her stomach 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 wood, I moved my legs
And I started dancing when I gathered eggs
Townsfolk 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!