Congas LyricsYou've got your thing your sensibility You like that word and I don't know what it means I'm on a plane to anywhere to Memphis or Japan Maybe I'll dance, I like to dance Your reality where I don't want to be Please come rescue me from your reality You get your kicks in fashion magazines A dead routine and nobody knows what it means I'm on a plane that's taking me to NY, USA I'll roam the streets to anywhere
