Mercedes: 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 Mercedes and Marley: I could barely walk when I milked a cow When I was three I pushed a plow Jake: While chopping wood I moved my legs And they saw me dance when I gathered eggs Marley and Ryder: The townfolk clapped, I was only five Out-dance 'em all, he was born to hand-jive! Mercedes: Oh yeah, yeah, yeah - everybody Mercedes with New Directions, Ryder, Mike, and Kitty: Born to hand-jive, baby Born to hand-jive, baby Mercedes: How low can you go? Marley: How low can you go? Ryder: How low can you go? Jake: How low can you go? Higher! Ryder: Higher! Marley: Higher! Mercedes: And higher, yeah! Ryder with New Directions: Now can you hand jive, baby? Ryder and Mercedes with New Directions, Mike, and Kitty: Oh can you hand jive, baby? (Mercedes: Baby, yeah!) Ryder with New Directions, Mike and Kitty: Oh yeah can you hand jive, baby? (Mercedes: Can you hand jive?) Oh can you hand jive baby? (Mercedes: Baby!) Oh yeah (Mercedes: Oh yeah) Oh yeah (Mercedes: Oh yeah, yeah) Oh yeah (Mercedes: Oh yeah!) Ryder with New Directions, Mercedes, Mike, and Kitty: Born to hand jive Ryder and Mercedes with New Directions, Mike, and Kitty: Oh yeah!