Gators From Congo Lyrics

Insanity coming very slowly by the morning
It's smoothy while it's coming to me
Insanity coming very slowly by the morning
It's smoothy while it's coming to me
But after a while
Yes, after a while
I just scratch my mind
My feet go blind
But after a while
Yes, yes, yes, yes
After a while
Wow, wow, wow
I just scratch my mind
Shalom, shalom
My feet go blind
Oh, 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 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 [12 x]
Drink those bubbles
They'll keep you alive [4 x]

I'm going softly to outer s***e
Tracking your sublime grace
Enjoy your smile and your teeth of gold
I love your bones when we're alone

I'm going softly to outer s***e
Tracking your sublime grace
Enjoy your smile and your teeth of gold
I love your bones when we're alone