The B.b. Jones by 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
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