Born to Hand-Jive [Sha-Na-Na]

Before I was born late one night,

My papa said everything's alright

The doctor laughed, when mama laid down,

With a stomach bouncing all around

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 while I gathered eggs

Townfolk clapped, I was only five

He'll out dance em' all

"He's a born 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, yeah

Born to hand-jive, oh yeah!!