Somewhere up town late last night
Around 9 o'clock there was a black snake
Crawling up the Latin American stairs
With his slicked black cockroach air
He was greasy lightning
He was looking for someone else
He said I know you you know me hey hey lezzosee
I'm in the Mood to Mambo
Yeah bongo
Someone else pulled out a gun and said
It's a little too late for that sort of thing
If you think that you're the white-black snake
Don't go messing with me I'm not in the mood
Somebody else pulled
I said Don't be rude just say bongo crazy man
Yah been there done that
Given every tit-for-tat
I'm for me you're for you
Let's keep it that way okay
Meanwhile later on underneath the river
Some frogman slipped on his black beret
Over his skin tight rubber suit black boots
Looking for a place to go an' dive
Heading for the nearest diver's skive
Looking for love on the cheap rate
Go gonna make it down with you wan' d'ja see
He said Crazy bongo
I'm in the mood to mambo
Bongo crazy
Crazy bongo
Meanwhile we can watch the come
Dancing competitions from the Midlands
International Dance band Orchestra
Lifting up their frilly chiffon skirts
They whirled and they twirled
In the late night rustle
To the beat of the muscle
Of the drum man Inanin
He's picking up the beat on the bongo skin
He was looking for love underneath that din
He was looking for me
He was looking for you
Till I walked up to the woman and I said
I'm in the mood to mambo
Bongo crazy
We go
Crazy bongo
You mean the crazy bongo
Shh let me into one of the secrets of this place
Y'see the late night flick knives
Glitter through the window
Careful where you go boy
Those knives are flick flack
Flagging through the dark man
They're gonna cut your skin
I talked to FrMurphy and he swore he wouldn't tell
But some of those boys are gonna go to hell
You see they're in the mood to mambo
Crazy bongo
Bongo crazy
The fog horns scream and the boys go Woo Woo
I don't mind 'cos I'm with you
We go bongo crazy
Yes we do
No we don't
Crazy bongo
Oh yeah let it go
Bongo crazy
Crazy bongo
