Tangossa Songtext
von The Bahama Soul Club feat. Pat Appleton

In Argentina, the Tango starts dying
The cause of it is, that the young generation
They start getting more excited with rock and roll than with tango
They listen to rock and roll
And that′s the end of the tango
But my music goes on

There are cracks in the pavement
Where we once stepped up
To dance the dreamy night away
Hearts and sensual rhythms
Are only memories now

Where is that music?
Where is that sound?
Where's that old, familiar feeling
That spun me round and around and around
Leaving me reeling?


Preciously reeling
Preciously reeling

Day they closed that dance hall
I knew we were through
And now I roam the streets searching
Frantic for you

Where is that dance hall?
Where is that feeling
That takes me there?

I met you on a rainy day
And thought my heart would stand still
Your arm surrounded me
And I felt the chill

Where is that music?
Where is that sound?
Where is that old, familiar feeling
That spun me round?


Where is that old, familiar feeling
That keeps me
Preciously reeling?