Ab Eb Eb Ab Bbm This was gonna be the night tonight. Eb Ab I was gonna get to hold you tight. Bb But I guess we didn't plan it right. Eb Fm Ab Eb I never stood a chance, we couldn't dance. Ab Cause there's no room to Rumba in a Db Eb Ab sports car..you can't move forward or back. Eb Ab Eb There's no room to do what the beat tells you to..without throwing your spine outta Ab Ebm Eb whack. Eb Ab Db Bb Eb When a little kiss I want to steal, I hit Ab my head against the steering wheel. Bb Now I know the way a pretzel feels.. Ab Cm Ab Eb all I can do is shout..hey, let me out! Ab Cause there's no room to Rumba in a Db Eb Ab sports car..you can't move forward or back. Eb Ab Eb There's no room to do what the beat tells you to..without throwing your spine outta Ab Ebm Eb whack. Eb Bbm What a way to waste away, all you. Eb Ab Nothing happens here, to tell the truth. Db Eb Let's go out and find a telephone booth. Bbm Ab Eb Yeah, that's a better place, I like more space! Ab Cause there's no room to Rumba in a Db Eb Ab sports car..you can't move forward or back. Eb Ab Eb There's no room to do what the beat tells you to..without throwing your spine outta Ab whack..
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