Somewhere up town late night Around 9 o'clock there was a snake Crawling up the American stairs With his slicked black
He was greasy He was looking for else He said, "I know you, you me, hey, hey, lezzosee I'm in the to Mambo"
Yeah, crazy man Someone pulled out a gun and said "It's a little too for that sort of thing If you think that you're the snake Don't go messing me, I'm not in the mood"
Somebody pulled I said "Don't be rude, just say crazy man" Yah, been there, done Given tit-for-tat I'm for me You're for you, keep it that way, okay [unverified]
Meanwhile, later on the river Some frogman on his black beret his skin, tight rubbersuit, black boots Looking for a to go an' dive for the nearest diver's skive
Looking for love on the rate Go, gonna make it down with you wan' see? He said, "Crazy I'm in the to mambo"
Meanwhile, we can the come Dancing from the Midlands Danceband Orchestra Lifting up frilly chiffon skirts
They whirled and they In the night rustle To the beat of the Of the drum man
He's picking up the on the bongo skin He was lookin' for underneath that din He was for me He was for you
Till I walked up to the woman and I (With a shoe) I'm in the mood to crazy
Shh, let me into one of the of this place Y'see the night flick knives through the window, careful where you go boy Those are flick flack Flagging the dark, man
They're gonna cut your I to Fr.Murphy and he swore he wouldn't tell But some of those boys are go to hell See they're in the to mambo Crazy
Cha, cha, cha, the fog horns And the go, "Woo Woo" I don't 'cos I'm with you We go crazy, yes we do No we don't, bongo