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!