(words & music by fred wise - dick manning )
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 a day with you
Nothing happens that can tell the truth
Let's go out and find a telephone booth
Yeah that's a better place, I like more space

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

• Blowin' in The Wind
• Blue Moon
• Good Rockin' Tonight
• Guitar Man
• His Hand in Mine
• I'll Never Stand in Your Way
• I'm Beginning to Forget You
• I'm Coming Home
• I'm Countin' on You
• Milky White Way
• No Room to Rhumba in a Sports Car
• Oh How I Love Jesus
• Something Blue
• Tennessee Waltz
• When The Saints Go Marchin' In
• You'll Never Walk Alone