Boomtown Rats: Mood mambo

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 "Crazy bongo I'm in the Mood to Mambo" Meanwhile 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!!