Disco calypso - Oscar Harris

Hey, rum man, reggae

Palms and a beach

One, two, three, four

Calypso boy was working on a beach (Shalalalalala)

Rum and reggae always in reach (Shalalalalala)

He’s just like the muffin snow, caught up reggae bands

Tourist fallin', dancin' Joe, «Stand still, «No, I can’t»

Disco-co calypso

Cuba-libre and mambo

Disco-co calypso

Cuba-libre and mambo

Disco-co calypso

Cuba-libre and mambo

Alright, Joe

When it’s cold at Winnipeg (Shalalalalala)

A lady cries: «Oh, such a drag!»

(Shalalalalala)

Fly to the Jamaican sun to get a perfect teint

When the day has just begun she knows that Joe’s a man

Disco-co calypso

Cuba-libre and mambo

Disco-co calypso

Cuba-libre and mambo

Disco-co calypso

Cuba-libre and mambo

Alright, Joe

What about a rum?

The rusty locks hang on the shoulder (Shalala, lalalalala)

She fell in love with what he told her (Shalala, lalalalala)

They dance the disco every night along the quiet beach

They drink and talk and laughed 'till light, nothing left to teach

Disco-co calypso

Cuba-libre and mambo

Disco-co calypso

Cuba-libre and mambo

(Disco-co calypso)

Hey, coconut woman, Joe is on his way

What about a rum?

(Disco-co calypso)

Hoppa!

Disco-co calypso

Cuba-libre and mambo

Disco-co calypso

Cuba-libre and mambo

Disco-co calypso

Cuba-libre and mambo

Disco-co calypso

Cuba-libre and mambo

Disco-co calypso

Disco and coconut-o

Disco-co calypso