Far away in South America
There's a hot new Eden sizzling
So I'm bringing it to Vulgaria
Where it's always cold und drizzling
I have taken the music und the rhythm
Und put my own vocabulary-ithm
Und so for your birthday, darling Bombie
I sing my song for you
Bim, bim, bom, bom
It's called the Bombie Samba
No, no. It's not
A tango or a rhumba
Bim, bim, bom, bom
You'll bounce around the room
When you do the Bombie Samba
You bounce away the gloom
When you do the Bombie Samba
Meet the bim und the bom und de boom
So take the floor
Like a conquistador
For there is no retreat
From the Bombie Samba beat
Bim, bim, bom, bom
It's called the Bombie Samba
No, no. It's not
A tango or a rhumba
Bim, bim, bom, bom
You'll bounce around the room
When you do the Bombie Samba
You bounce away the gloom
When you do the Bombie Samba
Meet the bim und the bom und the boom
So take the floor
Like a conquistador
For there is no retreat
From the Bombie Samba beat
Bim, bim, bom, bom
It's called the Bombie Samba
No, no. It's not
A tango or a rhumba
Bim, bim, bom, bom
You'll bounce around the room
When you do the Bombie Samba
You bounce away the gloom
When you do the Bombie Samba
Meet the bim, and the bom and
Bim, bim, bim, bim...
Bom, bom, bom, bom ba ba bom ba bom
Bim, bim, bim, bim ba ba bim ba bim
Bom, bom, bom, bom ba ba bom ba bom
Boom!