Conga is a song originally performed by American Sound Machine led by Gloria Estefan included on their 1985 album, Primitive Love. In Disney media, it was featured in the now-extinct Magic Kingdom attraction, The Enchanted Tiki Room (Under New Management) where a reformed Iago joins in with the cast of the Enchanted Tiki Room where he parties with them where the song is performed by the Showgirl Birds alongside José, Michael, Pierre, and Fritz - albeit with alternate lyrics, followed by a cover of "Get on Your Feet" before the attraction ends. The original song is also one of the Awesome Mix tracks for the Guardians of the Galaxy: Cosmic Rewind attraction at Epcot.
Lyrics
Come on, shake your body, baby, do the conga
I know you can't control yourself any longer
Come on, shake your body, baby, do the conga
I know you can't control yourself any longer
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 'til you tried it, do that 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
Like the sugar cane 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 'til you tried it, do that conga beat
Feel the fire of desire
As you dance the night away
'Cause tonight we're gonna party
'Til we see the break of day
Better get yourself together
And hold on to what you've 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 'til you tried it, do that conga 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 'til you tried it, do that conga 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 'til you tried it, do that conga beat
Come on, shake your body, baby, do the conga
Showgirl Birds:
Come on birdies, shake your feathers, do the conga
(Michael: Look! Here come the girls!)
No, we can’t control ourselves any longer
Get into the tiki rhythm of a song-a
This is where the Tiki Birds all belong-a now
Iago:
Whoa, yeah, sing it, girls!
José:
I wonder what happened to Rosita.
Zazu:
Oh dear. I’m afraid I’m not familiar enough with this type of music to... get down and get funky.
Iago:
Just wing it, Zazzy boy!
Zazu:
Come on birdies, shake your feathers, do the conga
No, we can’t control ourselves any longer
Get into the tiki rhythm of a song-a
Don’t you fight it 'til you’ve tried it
Now the Tikis tweet!
José:
Everybody... let’s fiesta!
Chorus:
To the rhythm of the beat
Iago:
Take it, Pierre baby!
Pierre:
Miss Uh-Oa saved our show-a when she turned up the heat.
Showgirl Birds:
She turned up the heat
Zazu:
My friend Iago learned his lesson, and now he will be discreet.
Iago:
OH YEAH!? That's what you think! Time is money. Everybody, on your feet!
