| 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 |