Elvis Presley - No Room To Rhumba In A Sports Car Lyrics
(words & music by fred wise - dick manning )This was gonna be the night tonightI was gonna get to hold you tightBut i guess we didn't plan it rightI never stood a chance, we couldn't danceCause there's , no room to rhumba in a sports carYou can't move forward or backThere's no room to do what the beat tells you toWithout throwing your spine outta wackWhen a little kiss i want to stealI hit my head against the steering wheelNow i know the way a pretzel feelsAll i can do is shout...hey let me out!!Cause there's , no room to rhumba in a sports carYou can't move forward or backThere's no room to do what the beat tells you toWithout throwing your spine outta wackWhat a way to waste a day with youNothing happens that can tell the truthLet's go out and find a telephone boothYeah that's a better place, i like more spaceCause there's , no room to rhumba in a sports carYou can't move forward or backThere's no room to do what the beat tells you toWithout throwing your spine outta wack