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)