Lyrics:

That's right oh

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
Oh I kinda like them conga drums
Floating all around
On the bum
That's when I got used to conga drums

Oh 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

Oh that's right