Born To Hand Jive (from "Grease Live!" soundtrack)

Before I was born late one night
My papa said everything's alright
The doctor paid, my Mama laid down
With her stomach bouncing all around
Cause the beebop stork was about to arrive
Mama gave birth to a 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 dance when I gathered eggs
The townfolk clapped, I was only five
Out-dance 'em all, he was born to Hand Jive

Everybody!
Born to Hand Jive, baby
Born to Hand Jive, baby
Oh, yeah

How low can you go?
How low can you go?
How low can you go?
How low can you go?

Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!

Now can you hand jive, baby?
Oh, can you hand jive, baby?
Born to Hand Jive, baby
Born to Hand Jive, baby

Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Born to Hand Jive, oh yeah!