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
   Cockroachair
   He was greasy lightning
   He was looking for someone else
   He said "I know you, you know me, heyheylezzosee.....
   I'm in the Mood to Mambo..."
   Yeah Bongo Crazy man.
   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 rubbersuit.
   Black boots
   Looking for a place to go
   An dive
   Heading for the nearest divers 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"
  
   Meanwhile
   We can watch the come
   Dancing competitions
   From the Midlands International Danceband 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 lookin 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
   (with a shoe)
   I'm in the mooooood tooooooo mambo
   Bongo Crazy
  
   sssshhhh....
   Let me into one of the secrets of this place
   Y'see thelate 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 Fr. Murphy and he swore he wouldn't tell
   But some of those boys are gonna go to hell
   See they're in the Mood to Mambo
   Crazy Bongo
   cha cha cha
   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
   Bongo crazy!!