Hey! So honey I'm feeling paid See the boys behind us We don't want that shit So please don't remind us Oh honey I'm feeling rich What you saying now? Express your surrealism It works best if you feel different We don't jest, this is real living And our living gon' rid us a limit So bring it They call these years crazy It's all love here lately Dance I wanna dance with that flapper named Stacy Her daddy might hate me But we should make babies It's fun Do the Charleston Breakaway She's had people on her arms since she Came to play And we all wanna charm her with Material ways Are we lost to the generation? Take the blame It's just fun And we're gonna die when we're fourteen Right now we're driven wild by the Torquise Still unlikely to cause grief Right on the fourth beat Can they come and jive on the floor please? We're not vector It's all we can see A part of a brand new age Yeah okay We live victorious So honey I'm feeling fake Nah nah nah nah See the rules behind us Nah nah nah nah We don't want that Nah nah nah nah So please don't remind us Oh honey I'm feeling rich What you saying now? Jive, jive, jive, jive Honey, honey Jive, jive, jive, jive, jive Ah Yeah What you saying man? Put your dancing feet up Come and move with me And we'll jive, jive, jive, jive, jive Yeah Hell yes We're less rigid With legs spinning And well dressed women And get given An opportunity to tell them that we don't give a Daffy Duck Chilling at the jazzy club Yeah there's a bag of us And I ain't saying that we're finished when we wrap it up And are you feeling that we're sinning with a Magic dust We're just keeping to the rhythm with some stamina La la la la What's going on sir? If you're trying to do the hoops that's the wrong turn And if you're looking for a chick that's the wrong bird I've already seen her hips and I want her One toe I go from NYC to Midnight in Paris There's nine years for this type of madness Madness Might lead to marriage Might lead to baby in a carriage So maybe we could manage to jive We're no victorians We are part of a brand new age Yeah yeah We live victorious Oh honey I'm feeling paid See the boys behind us We don't want that shit So please don't remind us Oh honey I'm feeling rich What do you say now? Jive, jive, jive, jive Honey, honey Jive, jive, jive, jive, jive Yeah What do you say man? Do you hear my symphony on? Come and move with me I'ma jive, jive, jive, jive, jive Hey, hey, yeah Hey