I was sitting on a jive My bone was by my side I was ready to swing, man, I was ready to slip n’ slide I had a brand new bag And my old, soft shoes Ready to blow Just chasin’ the blues Then this chick walked over This is what she said to me:
Hey big bad daddy, What’re you doin’ all here alone? (Hahaha) I’ve heard you had reputation Shakin’ that mean, ol’ bone (That’s right!) Getting that tune You know you’re rude Get that big ol’ fool And play it cool Shake that bone, daddy Shake your bone for me
You gotta Shake that bone! Shake that bone! Shake that bone! Shake that bone! Looks like big ol’ bones Are back in style! You gotta Shake that bone! Shake that bone! Shake that bone! Shake that bone!
My bone swings west That’s why I kept you lonely, Mrs. All the chicks that see it Want to blow me, so kiss it I make them wail, I make them moan, I make them shout Out for my bone Looks like big, bad bones Are back in style
Man, you’re calm, But you know that’s just a few (Ey!) More stopping once I search you sack down blue (Tell me about it!) Daddy, got me shakin’ I’m toppin’ rad! Daddy knows I’m jagging back!
Looks like big, bad bones Are back in style! Looks like big, bad bones Are back in style Big, bad bones are back in style! (Bad bones are back in style, momma!)