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He wears a zoot suit with a reet pleat Drives a ?36 Cord with a rumble seat Now he?s a, Lord, he's a jitterbug Scare the letters off a highway sign He drinks beer and eats beanies Chases it down with ol' Thunderbird wine Carries brass knuckles and a .44 Runs a loan shark business and a Mary Jane store He?s a, he's a jitterbug; keeps movin?, don?t sit still If the law don?t get him, some gun-totin? irate husband will Oh, oh, oh, ooh, ooh, ooh, jitterbug, jitterbug One day in September he stepped out of his Cord Into the street to face a bullet spittin? Ford Now he?s jitterbug, just a name in the news Said, "He finally paid the price, he finally paid his dues" Jitterbug, jitterbug, jitterbug, jitterbug Jitterbug, jitterbug, jitterbug, jitterbug |