(There's) No Room to Rhumba In a Sports Car Lyrics

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 away our youth
Nothing happens here to tell the truth
Let's get out and find a telephone booth
Yeah, that's a better place, I like more space
Because 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