Twee-Twee-Tweet
Hear those robins in the trees
Boy, oh boy, they're rocking me
My fine feathered friends sure can sing
It isn't corn, it's solid swing
Tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet, oh, the bird is getting hep to heat
They swing that beat
With the tweet-tweet-tweet
I heard robin redbreast arrivin' on a lowdown riff
He knocks them stiff
With the riff, riff, riff
(Take it up) mister robin there is jumpin the jive
(Take it up) mister robin, if you wanna hit a jive
(Break it up) mister robin, oh, the air is alive
(Then you end up)
Tweet-tweet-tweet chase the icky wickets off the street
Stay on that beat, with the tweet-tweet-tweet
Take it up
Take it down
Break it up
Then you swing it
Take it George
Take it, Jim
Take it Danny
Take it, band
(Tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet, ain't you ready to get hep to heat?)
(You swing that beat, with the tweet-tweet-tweet)
(You swing that beat, with the tweet-tweet-tweet)
(With the tweet-tweet-tweet)
