Last chemo run today - let's CONGA through the hallways of NIH, past phlebotomy, wave to the CT/PET/Nuclear medicine people, and conga around the corner out the door. Give a special wave to the valet parking guys because they just earned team of the quarter and they deserve a little conga wave too.
CONGA-Courtesy of Gloria Estefan
Come on, shake your body baby,
Do the conga
I know you can't control yourself any longer
Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger
Don't you fight it till you've tried it
Do the conga beat
Everybody gather 'round now
Let your body feel the heat.
Don't you worry if you can't dance
Let the music move your feet.
It's the rhythm of the island
And like sugarcane, so sweet.
If you want to do the conga
You've got to listen to the beat.
Come on, shake your body baby,
Do the conga
I know you can't control yourself any longer
Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger
Don't you fight it till you've tried it
Do the conga beat
Feel the fire of desire
As you dance the night away.
'Cos tonight we're gonna party
Till we see the break of day.
Better get yourself together
And hold on to what you got.
Once the music hits your system
There's no way you're gonna stop.
Come on, shake your body baby,
Do the conga
I know you can't control yourself any longer
Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger
Don't you fight it till you've tried it
Do the conga beat.
3 comments:
Yay! Am really thrilled for you. :)
Gila
I'm totally ready to conga. Can I be behind your Irish boys? I promise to keep my hands visible at all times.
Now where did I put my ruffly shirt and maracas?
Julie B.
I want to see some Lionel Ritchie "Dancing on the Ceiling" as the finale act!
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