"Hi de Ho [Radio Edit]" as written by Harry A. White, Irving Mills, Clarence Gaskill, Cab Calloway and Louis R Sharpe....
Swing it, oh
Swing it, zum, zum, zum
I met a Puerto Rican girl on a Sunday, heh
Stood in her house until Monday
Tuesday she fell in love with me
And by Friday she one of my baby

You see her boyfriend always used to treat her badly
(Why?)
Because she used to play it dirty
(Oh)
One day she'll do the same to me
But for now I'm takin it easy

Hi de hi de hi de hi
(Hi de hi de hi de hi)
Ho de ho de ho de ho
(Ho de ho de ho de ho)
He de he de he de he
(He de he de he de he)

Hi de hi de hi de ho
(Hi de hi de hi de ho)
Za zu za zu za zu zay
Za zu za zu za zu zay
Swing it, ah
Swing it, zum chaka zum
Zum chaka zum, zum chaka zum

I used to hang out with this kid from Brooklyn
(Brooklyn)
Who stole my girl, went out, wasn't lookin'
(Lookin')
That punk tried to play me out
But I'ma set him up on the right road, yeah

You see I'm catchin' him at the local disco
It doesn't matter if it's New York or Frisco
I'm gonna put that head to bed
And when it's over the subject is dead
(Ooh)

Hi de hi de hi de hi
(Hi de hi de hi de hi)
Ho de ho de ho de ho
(Ho de ho de ho de ho)
He de he de he de he
(He de he de he de he)

Hi de hi de hi de ho
(Hi de hi de hi de ho)
Za zu za zu za zu zay
Za zu za zu za zu zay
Zo zo za zu zay
Za zu za zu za zu zay

Have fun , have fun
Have fun, have fun
Have, have, have fun
Have, have, have fun
Have fun, have fun
I can take my bride at a finger snap, oh
Have fun, ho, swing, hey

Here we go
(Here we go)
Come on
(Come on)
Here we go
(Here we go)
Come on
(Come on)

Here we go
(Here we go)
Come on
(Come on)
Here we go
(Here we go)
Come on
(Come on)

I roll down the street bobbin' to the rhythm
Hangin' with my friends but I'm hardly ever with um
If I have static I just drop a dime
(What's up?)
And they're with me in no time

And when I swing
(We swing)
And when we throw
(Here we go)
Throw up your hands and just say ho
(Ho)
Meet me around the corner at a quarter to 10
And don't forget to bring your punk friend

Hi de hi de hi de hi
(Hi de hi de hi de hi)
Ho de ho de ho de ho
(Ho de ho de ho de ho)
He de he de he de he
(He de he de he de he)

Hi de hi de hi de ho
(Hi de hi de hi de ho)
Za zu za zu za zu zay
Za zu za zu za zu zay
Zo zo za zu zay
Za zu za zu za zu zay

Oh man, oh man, oh man
We got a fat one hey man
Can we get a little weezy?
Swing it around and up and down and up
Can we get a little weezy?
Swing left right, left right swing, swing, yeah

Have fun, have fun
Have fun, have fun
Have, have, have fun

Just clap your hands to the beat now
Just clap your hands to the beat now
Just clap your hands to the beat now
Just clap your hands to the beat now
Just clap your hands




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"Hi de Ho" as written by Anthony Moran Louis Sharpe

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