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 babaloo babaloo ayyiyi babaloo
One favor you can do ayyiyi 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 ayyiyi
I can't keep movin' ay my chassis ay any longer ayyiyi
Now maybe Latins ay in their
middles ay are built stronger ayyiyi
But all this takin' to the quakin'
and this makin' with the shakin'
Leaves me achin' ole
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 ayyiyi
Why can't you send us ay a less
strenu ay ous number ayyiyi
I got more bumps now ay than
on a ay cucumber ayyiyi
While all those Latin drums are cloppin'
like a Jumpin' Jack I'm hoppin' Without stoppin' ole
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 ayyiyi
Bring back the old days ay of dancin'
I remember ayyiyi
My hips are crackin' ay I am shriekin'
Ay Carumba ayyiyi
I got a wriggle and a diddle and
a jiggle like a fiddle in my middle ole
This fancy swishin' imposition wears out
All of my transmission Ammunition ole
Though I like neighborly relations
all these crazy new gyrations
Try my patience ole South America take it away