It happened to me On a trip to the West Indies Oh, I'm all at sea Since that trip to the West Indies I'm jittery I'm twittery I guess I'm done for I guess I'm through And it's something about which there's nothing anyone can do It isn't love It isn't money trouble It's a very funny trouble: It's just another rhumba But it certainly has my numb-bah So much so, that I can't eat or slum-bah Can you imagine anything dumb-bah? Why did I have to plan a Vacation in Havana? Why did I take that trip That made me lose my grip? Oh! That piece of music laid me low There it goes again: Just another rhumba Which I heard only last Septum-bah I'm a wreck, why did I have to succumb-bah Can you imagine anything dumb-bah? Why did I have to succumb-bah To that rhumba? Ahah, I'm the cucaracha, who just went blah And gave up swinging ha-cha, ahah Ahah, at first it was devine-ah But it turned out a Cuban Frankenstein-ah Ahah, it's got me by the throat-ah! Oh, what's the antidote-ah? Ahah, it brought me woe and strife-ah Oh, where's a gun or knife-ah? It's the rhumba that blighted my life There it goes again: Just another rhumba But it certainly has my numb-bah So much so, that I can't eat or slum-bah Can you imagine anything dumb-bah? Why did I have to succumb-bah To that rhumba? (instrumental break) There it goes again: Just another rhumba But it certainly has my numb-bah So much so, that I can't eat or slum-bah Can you imagine anything dumb-bah? Why did I have to succumb-bah To that rhumba?
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