Songtext von Gators From Congo

Insanaty coming very slowly By the morning It's smoothy While it's coming to me But after a while Yes, yes, yes Yes, after a while Oh, ....wow, wow, wow I just scratch my mind Shalom, shalom My feet go blind, no, no, no,no Buckle up... here we go We all have flowers in our hands And we all shoot our best friends We all believe in the power of Mambo We're the gators from Congo tcha. tcha, tcha, aruba babies go, go, go, the iguana jive Drink those bubbles They'll keep you alive I'm going softly to outer space Tracking your sublime grace Enjoy your smile And your teeth of gold I love your bones When we're alone