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 milked a cow When I was three I pushed a plow While chopping wood I moved my legs And they saw me dancing when I gathered eggs The townfolk 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! Скачано с сайта www.Muza.vip