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Lyrics for '(Theres) No Room To Rhumba In A Sports Car' by 'Elvis Presley'
(words & Music By Fred Wise - Dick Manning )
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
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