Look out, look out, your mama will shout
You might as well go home
You say my beard gets into your hair
So give me back my comb
But you, you make things that get along
Turn out so wrong
Doo dum, doo dum, you'd better rock on
The band might play our song
See my baby jive
See my baby jive
She hangs onto me and she really goes
Woh (Woh) woh
See my baby jive
Such a lazy jive
(Well) Everyone you meet
Coming down the street
Just to see my baby jive
That tenor horn is turning me on
He drops down to his knees
Oh, boy, that sax is calling me back
This dog ain't got no fleas
But you, you dance all the guys uptown
Into the ground
Doo dum, doo dum, you've gotta rock on
Your daddy ain't coming home
See my baby jive
See my baby jive
She hangs onto me and she really goes
Woh (Woh) woh
See my baby jive
Such a lazy jive
(Well) Everyone you meet
Coming down the street
Just to see my baby jive
Too bad your laugh is driving me mad
The top down on my car
I don't suppose that everyone knows
Exactly who you are
But you, you make things that get along
Turn out so wrong
Doo dum, doo dum, you'd better rock on
The band might play our song
See my baby jive
See my baby jive
She hangs onto me and she really goes
Woh (Woh) woh
See my baby jive
Such a lazy jive
(Well) Everyone you meet
Coming down the street
Just to see my baby jive
Oh, see my baby jive
She hangs onto me and she really goes
Woh (Woh) woh
See my baby jive
Such a lazy jive
Everyone you meet
Coming down the street
Just to see my baby jive
See my baby jive
Dum dum, I'll shake along, Baby
Dum dum, I'll shake along, Baby
See my baby See my baby