Born To Hand Jive - From “Grease”

Before I was born, late one night My papa said, "Everything's alright" The doctor paid, my ma laid down With a semitone 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 they saw me dancing when I gathered eggs The 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!