South America， Take It Away歌词-Bing Crosby&The Andrews Sisters&John Scott Trotter

South America， Take It Away歌词由Bing Crosby&The Andrews Sisters&John Scott Trotter And His Orchestra&The Charioteers&The Rhythmaires演唱，出自专辑《Crosby Classics (Songs From His Famous Radio Broadcasts)》，下面是《South America， Take It Away》完整版歌词！

South America， Take It Away歌词完整版

South America, Take It Away - Bing Crosby (平克·劳斯)/The Andrews Sisters/John Scott Trotter And His Orchestra/The Charioteers/The Rhythmaires

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 Latin's 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' olã

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' olã

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 dancing

I remember ayyiyi

My hips are crackin' ay I am shriekin'

Ay carumba ayyiyi

I got a wriggle and a diddle

And a jiggle likes a fiddle in my middle olã

This fancy swishin' imposition wears out

All of my transmission ammunition olã

Though I like neighborly relations

All these crazy new gyrations

Try my patience olã South America takes it away