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