Gretchen: You better jump right to it,
Tell that boy how you feel.
Just get out there and do it,
It's not such a big deal.
Gretchen and the Fireside Girls: You've been waitin' all summer
Now it's time to reveal
You better jump, jump,
Jump right to it.
Gretchen: You've gotta step right up
You know he thinks that you're cute,
C'mon and bounce right up
Get off your patoot.
Gretchen and the Fireside Girls: This isn't the time
To be shy, coy, or cute.
You better jump, jump,
Jump right to it.
Ginger: Why you waiting, Isabella?
Why hesitating? He could be your fella.
It's been your predilection
To move in the direction
Away from the romantic
And into the semantic.
Fireside Girls: So it makes us somewhat frantic.
Gretchen: Go on and get it,
'Cause you're a real catch.
Hold your head high
Ginger: You can earn a new patch.
Fireside Girls: All summer long,
You sing the same tired song.
You better jump, jump,
Jump right to it.
You better jump, jump,
Jump right to it!