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1 ContributorHot Night To Rhumba LyricsLocal Casanova – I watch those big girls run

Wishing I was hanging out with every one

Yeh dubious nights of fancy

All kinds of carrying on

From the topless bars where the girls all come on strong

But way out east where the guys all feast

On the girls of the rising sun

They get that mounting fever, they getting plenty of fun

So let it come easy, let it go hard

Man in the middle, still hanging on

I got a savage hunger but nowhere to run, oh no

But oh

I picked a hot night to Rhumba

I picked a hot night to Rhumba

I picked a hot night to Rhumba

Oh I picked a hot night

Little latin number, with the longest legs

Maybe a girl from Sydney with a surfboard for a bed

Or all those beautiful crazies, the black-eyed Portuguese

Maybe an Eskimo if she’s all dressed up in grease

Greasier the better

But way out west where the cowboys nest

On the range with the ones they love

They get that mounting fever, they getting plenty of fun

So let it come easy, let it go hard

My man in the middle, still hanging on

I got that savage hunger but nowhere to run, oh no

But oh

I picked a hot night to Rhumba

I picked a hot night to Rhumba

I picked a hot night to Rhumba

Oh I picked a hot night