Casanova Brown - Gloria Gaynor

Let me tell you 'bout that jive type

That jive type

Casanova Brown

I met him at a party

He said the sweetest things when he hit on me

Wrapped up in his arms

I was blinded by his charm and I couldn’t see

Like the story of little red riding hood

The big bad wolf was up to

Up to no good, woo, no

That jive type, that jive type

Casanova Brown

He hit on me and he’ll hit on you

That jive type, that jive type

Casanova Brown

I was lonely and naive

I guess that’s why I believed every word he says

It felt so good to hear

Every time he said he cared it went straight to my head

He loved me and left me

But I can’t deny

His love was so doggone good

I still, I still love that guy, ooh, hey

That jive type, that jive type

Casanova Brown

He hit on me and he’ll hit on you, watch out

That jive type, that jive type, ooh

Casanova Brown

Let me tell you 'bout that jive type

That jive type

Casanova Brown

That jive type, that jive type

Casanova Brown

I was sittin' there mindin' my business

Feelin' good, checkin' things out

Sippin' on little wine

Then I spotted

Super cool dude cross the room diggin' on me

I tried to pretend like I didn’t even see him

But he was so fine

He took my hand and started to dancin'

I know he felt me fallin' for him

'Cause he kept holdin' me tighter and tighter, ooh

Sure was nice

Girl, my head was all turned around, oh

I didn’t know what I was gettin' into, ooh, ow

Up to no good, oh no

That jive type, that jive type

Casanova Brown

That jive type, that jive type

Casanova Brown

Like the story of little red riding hood

The big bad wolf was up to

Up to no good, woo, oh

That jive type, that jive type

Casanova Brown

That jive type, that jive type

Casanova Brown

That jive type, that jive type

Casanova Brown