Mood Mambo Lyrics

Somewhere up town late last night around 9 o'clock

There was a black snake crawling up the

Latin American stairs

With his

Slicked

Black

Cockroachair

He was greasy lightning

He was looking for someone else

He said "I; know you, you know me, heyheylezzosee.....

I'm in the Mood to Mambo..."

Yeah Bongo Crazy man.

Someone else pulled out a gun and said

"It;'s a little too late for that sort of thing...

If you think that you're the white/black snake don't go messing with me...

I'm not in the mood"

Somebody else pulled,

I said "Don;'t be rude....just say Bongo Crazy man"

Yah...been there

Done that

given every tit-for-tat

I'm for me

You're for you

Let's keep it that way

Okay??

Meanwhile

Later on underneath the river

Some frogman slipped

On his black beret

Over his skin

Tight rubbersuit.

Black boots

Looking for a place to go

An dive

Heading for the nearest divers skive

Looking for love

On the cheap rate

Go!

Gonna make it down

with you wan

D'ja see?

He said

"Cra;zy bongo

I'm in the Mood to Mambo"

Meanwhile
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We can watch the come

Dancing competitions

From the Midlands International Danceband Orchestra.

Lifting up their frilly chiffon skirts

They whirled and they twirled

In the late night rustle

To the beat of the muscle

Of the drum man

Inanin

he's picking up the beat on the bongo skin

He was lookin for love underneath that din.

He was looking for me

He was looking for you

Till I walked up to the woman

And I said

(with a shoe)

I'm in the mooooood tooooooo mambo

Bongo Crazy

sssshhhh....

Let me into one of the secrets of this place

Y'see thelate night

Flick knives

glitter through the window

Careful where you go boy

Those knives are

Flick

Flack

Flagging through the dark, man

They're gonna cut

your

skin

I talked to Fr. Murphy and he swore he wouldn't tell

But some of those boys are gonna go to hell

See they're in the Mood to Mambo

Crazy Bongo

cha cha cha

The fog horns scream

And the boys go "Woo; Woo"

I don't mind

Cos I'm with you

We go bongo crazy

Yes we do

No we don't

Bongo crazy!!

Boomtown Rats Mood Mambo