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Aqueles Tambores Congas

Jonathan Richman

Those Conga Drums

That's right oooooh

Well down by the beach you know, every day
That's when the conga drums start to play
Their boom boom and thrum thrum
At first that sound seemed kind of dumb
(Those conga drums)
When I was lonely back in '73
(Those conga drums)
That's when the conga drums spoke to me
(Those conga drums)
I was was kind of poor, I didn't have much choice
It was just those drums and the human voice
Well boom boom boom and a thrum thrum
Oooh I kinda like them conga drums
Floating all around
On the bum
That's when I got used to conga drums

Ooooh That's Right

Well, down by the beach you know, around six o'clock
That's when the conga drums start to rock
Eight or nine guys playing all in a row
Then somebody leaves because he's got to go
(Those conga drums)
Well now there are nine playing all in a row
(Those conga drums)
Then someone leaves because he's got to go
(Those conga drums)
I gotta like the beats with these here conga drums
'Cause the teen gang's standing by the old wine bums
Well I was kind of lonely, kind of thin 'round the middle
I took down my guard and loosened up just a little
Floating all around
On the bum
That's when I got used to conga drums

Oooh that's right

Aqueles Tambores Congas

Isso mesmo oooooh

Bem, lá na praia, você sabe, todo dia
É quando os tambores congas começam a tocar
Seu boom boom e thrum thrum
No começo aquele som parecia meio bobo
(Aqueles tambores congas)
Quando eu estava sozinho em '73
(Aqueles tambores congas)
Foi quando os tambores congas falaram comigo
(Aqueles tambores congas)
Eu estava meio na pindaíba, não tinha muita escolha
Era só aqueles tambores e a voz humana
Bem, boom boom boom e um thrum thrum
Oooh, eu meio que gosto desses tambores congas
Flutuando por aí
Na pindaíba
Foi quando eu me acostumei com os tambores congas

Ooooh, Isso Mesmo

Bem, lá na praia, você sabe, por volta das seis
É quando os tambores congas começam a agitar
Oito ou nove caras tocando todos em fila
Então alguém sai porque precisa ir
(Aqueles tambores congas)
Bem, agora são nove tocando todos em fila
(Aqueles tambores congas)
Então alguém sai porque precisa ir
(Aqueles tambores congas)
Eu tenho que gostar dos ritmos desses tambores congas
Porque a gangue dos adolescentes está parada perto dos bêbados
Bem, eu estava meio sozinho, meio magro na cintura
Eu abaixei a guarda e relaxei só um pouco
Flutuando por aí
Na pindaíba
Foi quando eu me acostumei com os tambores congas

Oooh, isso mesmo

Composição: Jonathan Richman