Up here in the land of the hot dog stand   The atom bomb and the Good Humor Man   We think our South American neighbors are grand   We love 'em to beat the band      South America, babaloo, babaloo, ayyiyi, babaloo   One favor you can do, ayyiyi, you can do   You beautiful lands below, don't know what you began   To put it plainly, I'm tired of shakin'   To that Pan American plan      Take back your Samba, ay, your Rumba, ay, your Conga, ayyiyi   I can't keep movin', ay, my chassis, ay, any longer, ayyiyi   Now maybe Latins, ay, in their middles, ay, are built stronger, ayyiyi   But all this takin' to the quakin' and this makin' with the shakin'   Leaves me achin', olé      First shake around and settle there   Then you shake around and settle here   Then you shake around and settle there   That's enough, that's enough, take it back   My spine's outta whack, there's a strange click, clack   In the back of my Sacroiliac      Take back your Conga, ay, your Samba, ay, your Rumba, ayyiyi   Why can't you send us, ay, a less strenu, ay, ous number, ayyiyi?   I got more bumps now, ay, than on a, ay, cucumber, ayyiyi   While all those Latin drums are cloppin'   like a Jumpin' Jack I'm hoppin' Without stoppin', olé   South America take it away      First you shake around and settle there, where?   Then you shake around and settle here, oh, there   And then you shake around and settle there, why Bing?   That's enough, that's enough, take it back   My spine's outta whack, there's a strange click clack   In the back of my Sacroiliac, oh, my achin' back      Take back your Conga, ay, your Samba, ay, your Rumba, ayyiyi   Bring back the old days, ay, of dancin', I remember, ayyiyi   My hips are crackin' ay, I am shriekin' "Ay Carumba", ayyiyi   I got a wriggle and a diddle and a jiggle like a fiddle in my middle, olé   This fancy swishin' imposition wears out   All of my transmission Ammunition, olé   Though I like neighborly relations all these crazy new gyrations   Try my patience, olé, South America, take it away