See My Baby Jive - Wizzard

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 
Doo ron, doo ron 
You'd beter rock on 
The band might play our song 

See my baby jive 
See my baby jive 
She hangs onto me and she really goes 
Wo - oh (wo - oh) wo - 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 aint got no fleas 
But you 
You dance all the guys up town 
Into the ground 
Doo ron ,doo ron 
You gotta rock on 
Your Daddy aint coming home 

See my baby jive 
See my baby jive 
She hangs on to me and she really goes
Wo - oh (wo - oh) wo - oh
See my baby jive 
Such a lazy jive 
Well every one you meet coming down the street 
Just to see my baby jive


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
Doo ron, doo ron 
You gotta rock on
The band might play our song

See my baby jive 
See my baby jive 
She hangs onto me and she really goes 
Wo - oh (wo - oh) wo - oh 
See my baby jive 
Such a lazy jive 
Every one you meet coming down the street 
Just to see my baby jive
Wo-oh See my baby jive
She hangs onto me and she really goes 
Wo - oh (wo - oh) wo - 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