South America Take It Away - Bing Crosby (本·考斯比)

Up here in the land of the hot-dog stand

The atom bomb and the Good Humor Man

We think our South American neighbors are grand

We love 'em to beat the band

South America baba-loo ay-yi-yi baba-loo

One favor you can do ay-yi-yi you can do

You beautiful lands below

Don't know what you began

To put it plainly I'm tired of shakin'

To that Pan-American plan

Take back your Samba ay your Rumba ay

Your Conga ay-yi-yi

I can't keep movin' ay my chassis ay

Any longer ay-yi-yi

Now maybe Latins ay in their middles ay

Are built stronger ay-yi-yi

But all this takin' to the quakin' and

This makin' with the shakin' leaves me achin' olé

First shake around and settle there

Then you shake around and settle here

Then you shake around and settle there

That's enough that's enough

Take it back my spine's outta-whack

There's a strange click-clack

In the back of my Sacroiliac

Take back your Conga ay your Samba ay your Rumba ay-yi-yi

Why can't you send us ay a less strenu- ay -ous number ay-yi-yi

I got more bumps now ay than on a ay cucumber ay-yi-yi

While all those Latin drums are cloppin'

Like a Jumpin' Jack I'm hoppin' without stoppin' olé

South America take it away

First you shake around and settle there (where )

Then you shake around and settle here (oh there)

And then you shake around and settle there (why Bing )

That's enough that's enough

Take it back my spine's outta-whack

There's a strange click-clack

In the back of my Sacroiliac

Oh my achin' back

Take back your Conga ay your Samba ay

Your Rumba ay-yi-yi

Bring back the old days ay of dancing

I remember ay-yi-yi

My hips are cracking I am shrieking "

Ay-Carumba " ay-yi-yi

I got a wriggle and a diddle and a jiggle like

A fiddle in my middle olé

This fancy swishin' imposition wears out all of

My transmission ammunition olé

Though I like neighborly relations all

These crazy new gyrations try my patience olé

South America take it away