Roses float across the water. And the ice is slowly melting next to you. In our hideout down by the boathouse. Lonely days are through. . 'Cause when you walked into that room.
Momma sing sing thatcha gotta jibboo.. Papa sing gotta jibboo. . Momma sing sing thatcha gotta jibboo.. Gotta jibboo and keep on drinking, too. . Gotta Jibboo.