Karaoké See My Baby Jive Wizzard

Hey oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

Look out, look out your momma will shout you might as well go home

She said my bed get's into your hair so give me back my comb

But you, you make things that get along turn out so wrong

Dooh ron, dooh ron 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

Whoa-oh whoa-oh-oh-oh

See my baby jive such a lazy jive

Well every one you meet coming down the street just to see my baby jive

That tenor horn is turning me on he's dropped 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 up town into the ground

Dooh ron, dooh ron you 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

Whoa-oh whoa-oh-oh-oh

See my baby jive such a lazy jive

Well every one you meet coming down the street just to see my baby jive

Wooh, wooh

Too bad so long it's 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

Dooh ron, dooh ron you 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

Whoa-oh whoa-oh-oh-oh

See my baby jive such a lazy jive

Every one you meet coming down the street just to see my baby jive

Whoa-oh-oh see my baby jive

She hangs onto me and she really goes

Whoa-oh whoa-oh-oh-oh

See my baby jive such a lazy jive

Every one you meet coming down the street just to see my baby jive

See my baby jive

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh