George Gershwin — Just Another Rhumba

(Verse 1) It happened to me On a trip to the West Indies Oh, I'm all at sea Since that trip to the West Indies I'm jittery I'm twittery I guess I'm done for, I guess I'm through And it's something about which there's nothing anyone can do It isn't love It isn't money trouble It's a very funny trouble: (Chorus) It's just another rhumba But it certainly has my numbah So much so, that I can't eat or slumbah Can you imagine anything dumbah? Why did I have to plan a Vacation in Havana? Why did I take that trip That made me lose my grip? Oh! That piece of music laid me low There it goes again: Just another rhumba Which I heard only last Septumbah I'm a wreck, why did I have to succumb-ah Can you imagine anything dumbah? Why did I have to succumb-ah To that rhumba? (Verse 2) I'm the cucaracha Who just went blah And gave up swinging ha-cha Ah! At first it was divine-ah But it turned out a Cuban Frankenstein-ah Ah! It's got me by the throat-ah! Oh, what's the antidote-ah? Ah! It brought me woe and strife-ah Oh, where's a gun or knife-ah? It's the rhumba that blighted my life There it goes again (Chorus) Just another rhumba Which has got me under its thumb-ah So much so, that I can't eat or slumbah Can you imagine anything dumbah? Why did I have to succumb-ah To that rhumba?