There’s a Harlem band way down in San Domingo    A very talented group    They kicked them off of a sloop    Even though the band can’t understand their lingo    They’re never down in the dumps    ´Cause when the drummer boy thumps    The Rhumba jumps!       "Hep hep", they hollered    The moment they landed,    "We‘ve got a Rhumba the king once commanded!"    Then they passed the gin    And started in to play    The way they learned to play    Back in the USA!       Now they‘re on the air in San Domingo    Slappin‘ it up,    And the dudes declare those Harlem boys are    Wrappin‘ it up    Folks in every land tune in on San Domingo    They’re never down in the dumps    ´Cause when the drummer boy thumps    The Rhumba jumps!       "Hep hep", they hollered,    "Stay right in your villa,    We’re all the Admiral’s brand of vanilla,    If you wanna dance    And wanna dance in style    You better turn your dial    To San Domingo Isle    And when you hear "Ay-ay, hi-dee-ay-ay"    You know the reason why    The Rhumba jumps!"       (Whistlewhistlewhistle)    (Dialogue between Marion Hutton and Tex Beneke):       Marion Hutton:    Hello there, Texas, whatcha say?    Whatcha doin‘ back here in the USA?       Tex Beneke:    Well, Santo Domingo just wouldn’t let me be    So I ran out on my visa ´fore it ran out on me    But when I ran I was no chump    I shanghaied the drummer    The guy that made the Rhumba jump!