You must never do a tango with an Eskimo
No, no, no, oh dear, no When a lady from Nebraska’s at a party in Alaska
She must never do a tango with an Eskimo
You can do it with a Latin from Manila to Manhattan
You can do it with a Gaucho in Brazil
But if once those Eskimoses start to wiggle with their toeses
You can bet your life, you’re gonna get a chill
You can never do a tango with an Eskimo
No, no, no, oh dear, no If you do, you’ll get the breeze up And you’ll end up with a freeze up You must never do a tango with an Eskimo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no You must never do a tango with an Eskimo
No, no, no, oh dear, no When a lady from Nebraska’s at a party in Alaska
She must never do a tango with an Eskimo
You can do it with a sailor from Peru to Venezuela
You can do it with Apaches in Paris
But if once an Eskimosee starts to cuddle up so cosy
You’ll find your passion cooling, yes, sirree
You can never do a tango with an Eskimo
No, no, no, oh dear, no If you do, you’ll get the breeze up And you’ll end up with a freeze up You must never do a tango with an Eskimo
No, no, no, oh no, no, no, no, no Never do a tango with an Eskimo, no, no, no