Lyrics:

He wears a zoot suit
With a reet pleat
Drives a '36 Cord
With a rumble seat

Now he's a, Lord, he's Jitterbug
Scare the letters off a highway sign
He drinks beer and eats beanies
And chases it down with old Thunderbird wine

Carries brass knuckles
And a .44
Runs a loan shark business
And a Mary Jane store

He's a, he's a jitterbug
Keeps moving, don't sit still
If the law don't get him
Some gun-totin', irate husband will

Jitterbug, Jitterbug

One day in September
He stepped out of his Cord
And into the street
To face a bullet-spittin' Ford

Now he's Jitterbug
Just a name in the news
Said, he finally paid the price
He finally paid his dues

Jitterbug, jitterbug, jitterbug, jitterbug
Jitterbug, jitterbug, jitterbug, jitterbug