G.I. Jive lyrics

The PFC, the Cpl, the Sgt, the Lt

The CP, the OD, the MP

This is the G.I. Jive

Man alive

It starts with the bugler blowin' reveille over your bed when you arrive

Yeah Jack, that's the G.I. Jive

Roodley-toot

Jump in your suit

Make a salute

Boot!!

After you wash and dress

More or less

You go get your breakfast in a beautiful little café they call "The Mess"

Hey 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 G.I. Jive

Man alive

They give you a private tank that features a little device called "fluid drive"

Jack, after you revive

Chuck all your junk

Back in the trunk

Fall on your bunk

Clunk!!

This is the G.I. Jive

Man alive

They give you a private tank that features a little device called "fluid drive"

Jack, after you revive

Chuck all your junk

Back in the trunk

Fall on your bunk

Clunk!!

If you're a P-F-C and you fail to salute the L-T

The M-P makes you K-P on the Q-T

Then you'll go to sleep before you count to five

But when you wake up in the mornin'

You'll have to do the G.I. jive