There's a Harlem band way down in San Domingo A very talented group They kicked them off of a sloop Even though the band can't understand their lingo They're never down in the dumps 'Cause when the drummer boy thumps The Rhumba jumps! "Hep hep", they hollered The moment they landed, "We‘ve got a Rhumba the king once commanded!" Then they passed the gin And started in to play The way they learned to play Back in the USA! Now they‘re on the air in San Domingo Slappin‘ it up, And the dudes declare those Harlem boys are Wrappin‘ it up Folks in every land tune in on San Domingo They're never down in the dumps 'Cause when the drummer boy thumps The Rhumba jumps! "Hep hep", they hollered, "Stay right in your villa, We're all the Admiral's brand of vanilla, If you wanna dance And wanna dance in style You better turn your dial To San Domingo Isle And when you hear "Ay-ay, hi-dee-ay-ay" You know the reason why The Rhumba jumps!" (Whistlewhistlewhistle) (Dialogue between Marion Hutton and Tex Beneke): Marion Hutton: Hello there, Texas, whatcha say? Whatcha doin‘ back here in the USA? Tex Beneke: Well, Santo Domingo just wouldn't let me be So I ran out on my visa 'fore it ran out on me But when I ran I was no chump I shanghaied the drummer The guy that made the Rhumba jump!