, te-dah-dah, Hep-hep! Gonna tell you 'bout the jumpin' jive, Hep-hep! Jim, jam, jump, the jumpin' jive; Hep-hep! Cats gonna beat out this mellow jive
a ball The jip-jam-jump is a jumpin' jive Makes you dig your jive on the mellow side The jip-jam-jump is a solid jive Makes you nine foot tall when you
a ball The jip-jam-jump is a jumpin' jive Makes you dig your jive on the mellow side The jip-jam-jump is a solid jive Makes you nine foot tall when
Translation: Cab Calloway. Hep Hep The Jumpin' Jive.
Translation: Joe Jackson. Jumpin' Jive.
Who's the greatest band around Makes the cats jump up and down Who's the talk of Rhythm Town Five guys named Moe When they start to beat it out Everybody jump
You told me you would me at the station gate For our honeymoon excursion You told me you would me at the station gate But I got a different version Train
When you got no more assurance Than a great big hunk o' lead If you don't respond to romance Jack, you're dead When a chick is smilin' at you Even though
Jumpin' with my boss Sid in the city Jumpin' with my boss Sid in the city Mr. President of that DJ committee We're gonna be up all night gettin' ready
I got a gal that's always late Every time we have a date But I love her Yes I love her I'm gonna walk right up to her gate And see if I can get it straight
fan-tan Once they caught him cheatin' And he knew that he was beaten When a miner aimed a pistol at his head Fanny when she'd seen him Ran and jumped
s an old place where people go To dance the night away They all drive or walk for miles To get jive that southern style It's an old jive that makes you
And the time is right And tonight's the night Alreed-alright Come on, old man, come on We the cats shall hep ya So reap this righteous riff Here's the
DV = deep voice, SV = squeaky voice DV: Boy, you listen to your old Pappy SV: Yeah, Pappy DV: And stop drinking so much SV: I'm-I'm ain't been doing
Who doubt say, who doubt when I say, who doubt... You cats keep beetin' up your chops I had turn you over to the cops I dig this spiel I'm going way
Outside in and inside out you're my meat Fat and forty but lordy you're my meat From your feet to your head you knock me dead, you're my meat I got you