Gretchen: You better jump right to it, Tell that boy how you feel. Just get out there and do it, It's not such a big deal.
Gretchen and the Fireside Girls: You've been waitin' all summer Now it's time to reveal You better jump, jump, Jump right to it.
Gretchen: You've gotta step right up You know he thinks that you're cute, C'mon and bounce right up Get off your patoot. Gretchen and the Fireside Girls: This isn't the time To be shy, coy, or cute. You better jump, jump, Jump right to it.
Ginger: Why you waiting, Isabella? Why hesitating? He could be your fella. It's been your predilection To move in the direction Away from the romantic And into the semantic.
Fireside Girls: So it makes us somewhat frantic.
Gretchen: Go on and get it, 'Cause you're a real catch. Hold your head high
Ginger: You can earn a new patch.
Fireside Girls: All summer long, You sing the same tired song. You better jump, jump, Jump right to it. You better jump, jump, Jump right to it!