The B. B. Jones - B.B. King

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