Jumpin’ from the fire into the pan
Burns the balls off this man
Changes the way he thinks and plan
Maybe he should go get a cat scan
Jumpin’ from the roof on the car
Knowing like this he wouldn’t go far
Still hoping maybe he’ll be a star
But probably should’ve learned to play guitar
Jumpin’ on the bed with her
Buying her clothes, jewels, and fur
Wishing she wouldn’t act like a cur
Feeling the cold, I shiver, brrr.
Jumpin’ on the paths
falling on my ass
gettin’ back up
It’s old, it’s new, it’s jumpin’.