Elvis Presley - (there's) No Room To Rhumba In A Sports Car lyrics

(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