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?
I'm the cucaracha, who just went blah
And gave up swinging ha-cha, ah ah ah, ah ah
At first it was devine-ah
But it turned out a Cuban Frankenstein-ah, ah ah ah
It's got me by the throat-ah
Oh, what's the antidote-ah? Ah ah ah
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?
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?
Источник: Musixmatch
Авторы: Ira Gershwin / George Gershwin