The B.B. Jones

There's a new dance on the streets And it's mean, baby, mean (Mean, baby, mean) (Mean, baby, mean) It wipes the African Twist Hey, mama, right off of the scene (Right off of the scene) (Right off of the scene) You chop your hips out front Throw your head way back Well, that's the B.B. Jones Baby, get to that Everybody's doing it (doing it) Doing it (doing it) Doing it (doing it) Everybody's doing it (doing it) The B.B. Jones, the B.B. Jones (B.B. Jones, the B.B. Jones) (Doing it, doing it) That tall girl over there She won the B.B. Jones race (B.B. Jones, B.B. Jones) But the doctor say she Threw her hip on out of place (B.B. Jones, B.B. Jones) Now she's walking around mean Like an old alley cat Well, that's the B.B. Jones Baby, get to that Everybody's doing it (doing it) Doing it (doing it) They doing it (doing it) Everybody's doing it (doing it) The B.B. Jones, the B.B. Jones (B.B. Jones, the B.B. Jones) (Doing it, doing it) You let your shoulders get loose Like stockings on the line Then you jump back, mama And double time Then you turn around quick Like you're coming back Well, that's the B.B. Jones Baby, get to that Everybody's doing it (doing it) Doing it (doing it) Doing it (doing it) Everybody's doing it (doing it) The B.B. Jones, the B.B. Jones (B.B. Jones, the B.B. Jones) (Doing it) doing it (Doing it) they doing it Everybody's doing it, doing it Doing it, they doing it