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