Just Another Rhumba — текст песни (Ella Fitzgerald)

It happened to me

On a trip to the west indies

Oh, Im all at sea

Since that trip to the west indies



Im jittery

Im twittery

I guess Im done for

I guess Im through

And its something about which theres nothing anyone can do



It isnt love

It isnt money trouble

Its a very funny trouble:



Its just another rhumba

But it certainly has my numb-bah

So much so, that I cant 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

Im 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, Im 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, its got me by the throat-ah!

Oh, whats the antidote-ah?

Ahah, it brought me woe and strife-ah

Oh, wheres a gun or knife-ah?

Its 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 cant 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 cant eat or slum-bah

Can you imagine anything dumb-bah?

Why did I have to succumb-bah

To that rhumba?