no room to rhumba in a sports car

this was gonna be the night tonight

i was gonna get to hold you tight

but i guess we didn't plan it right

i never stood a chance

we couldn't dance

cause there's

no room to rhumba in a sports car

you can't move forward or back

there's no room to do what the beat tells you to

without throwing your spine outta wack

when a little kiss i want to steal

i hit my head against the steering wheel

now i know the way a pretzel feels

all i can do is shout.hey let me out!

cause there's

no room to rhumba in a sports car

you can't move forward or back

there's no room to do what the beat tells you to

without throwing your spine outta wack

what a way to waste a day with you

nothing happens that can tell the truth

let's go out and find a telephone booth

yeah that's a better place

i like more space

cause there's

no room to rhumba in a sports car

you can't move forward or back

there's no room to do what the beat tells you to

without throwing your spine outta wack