G.I. Jive (feat. Paul Weston and His Orchestra)

This is the GI Jive Man alive It starts with the bugler blowin' reveille over your bed When you arrive Jack, that's the GI Jive Roodley-toot Jump in your suit Make a salute Veut! After you wash and dress More or less You go get your breakfast from a beautiful little café They call "The Mess" Jack, when you convalesce Outta your seat Into the street Make with the feet Reet! If you're a P-V-T, your duty Is to salute to L-I-E-U-T But if you brush the L-I-E-U-T The M-P makes you K-P on the Q-T This is the GI Jive Man alive They give you a private tank that features a little device Called "Fluid drive" Jack, after you revive Chunk all your junk Back in the trunk Fall on your bunk Clunk This is the GI Jive Man alive They give you a private tank that features a little device Called "Fluid drive" Jack, if you still survive Chunk all your junk Back in the trunk Fall on your bunk Clunk Soon you're countin' jeeps But before you count to five Seems you're right back diggin' that GI Jive