Bang Bang
Joe Cuba Sextet Lyrics


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Bang bang bang
Bang bang bang
Is it the way that you're movin'
The way that you're makin' my heart beat
Is it the sound of your voice
The way that you're talkin' to me
Is it the scent of your hairThe look of your smile,Idon't know
Is it the way that you're dressed
You believed you're the best
No,I thing it's the look in your eyes
Bang,bang,bangYou drive me insane,sane,sane
Bang,bang,bang
Bang,bang,bang,insane,sane,sane
Bang,Bang
Na,na
Bang,bang

It it the look of your face
I'm Losin' my base (can't see you)
Is it the style of your walk
Or the way you talk,I don't know

Is it the way that you're dressed,That you believe you're the best
No,I thing it's the look in your eyes
Like bang,bang,bang




Bang,bang,bang,insane,sane,sane
Bang,Bang

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Joe Cuba's "Bang! Bang!" describe the effect that a person has on the singer. The lyrics start with "Bang! Bang! Bang!" as if to indicate the intensity of the feeling, and then go on to list all of the different things that might be contributing to that feeling. The singer has trouble pinpointing exactly what it is that is causing this effect - is it the way the person is dressed, the sound of their voice, the scent of their hair, the look of their smile, or something else entirely? The singer is overwhelmed by the intensity of their attraction, and the repeated use of the word "insane" indicates that this person is driving them crazy.


Overall, the song expresses the idea that sometimes, it's hard to explain why we feel the way we do about someone. There is a sense of helplessness in the lyrics, as if the singer is powerless to resist this person's charm. The use of repetition - "Bang! Bang! Bang!" - reinforces this idea, and helps to convey the sense of urgency and intensity that the singer is feeling.


Line by Line Meaning

Bang bang bang
The repetitive sound of a gun going off.


Is it the way that you're movin'
Asking if the way someone is physically moving is causing the singer's heart to beat faster.


The way that you're makin' my heart beat
Acknowledging that someone is making the singer's heart beat faster.


Is it the sound of your voice
Questioning if the sound of someone's voice is causing the artist to feel a certain way.


The way that you're talkin' to me
Acknowledging that the way someone is speaking to the artist is affecting them.


Is it the scent of your hair
Asking if the smell of someone's hair is affecting the singer.


The look of your smile,Idon't know
Uncertain about whether the look of someone's smile is having an effect on the singer.


Is it the way that you're dressed
Questioning if the way someone is dressed is affecting the artist.


You believed you're the best
Implying that someone is dressed like they believe they are the best.


No,I thing it's the look in your eyes
Declaring that it is actually the look in someone's eyes that is having an effect on the artist.


Bang,bang,bang
Reiterating the sound of a gun going off.


You drive me insane,sane,sane
Implying that the effect someone has on the artist is making them feel crazy.


Is it the look of your face
Asking if the way someone's face looks is having an effect on the singer.


I'm Losin' my base (can't see you)
Implies that something is happening to the singer and they aren't able to see the subject of the song anymore.


Is it the style of your walk
Asking if someone's walk is affecting the singer.


Or the way you talk,I don't know
Uncertain about whether someone's speaking style is affecting the artist.


Bang,bang,bang
Reiterating the sound of a gun going off.


Like bang,bang,bang
Referencing the sound of a gun going off as a metaphor for the effect someone is having on the singer.


Bang,bang,bang,insane,sane,sane
Reiterating that the effect someone is having is making the singer feel crazy.


Bang,Bang
Reiterating the sound of a gun going off.


Na,na
Vocalization that has no specific meaning in this context.


Bang,bang
Reiterating the sound of a gun going off.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: JIMMY SABATER, JOE CUBA

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@robertgrotto7058

I'm 74 and Italian. Grew up in the tenements of NYC in the 50's and early 60's. I remember this song and others of the era on hot summer nights. No ac. A small window fan. The smell of garbage wafting up from the street. Listening to this and other songs of the times. I remember block parties where Hector Lavoe and others jammed. Italians, blacks, Irish, Polish, Puerto Ricans etc all had a great time. We mostly all got along. Yes, there were gangs and fights but the most of the hard working people and the families got along. You know why? We were all poor. It's always been more about the color green of the dollar then skin color. IMHO it's worse today. Keep rockin and God bless.

@bridgetedwards2378

Thank you for your story. I believe you - it's FAR worse today. Back then, even during the worst of times - at the time - simple pleasures were the best. I'm 65, raised in Cali - enjoyed the music of the 50s, 60s, 70s - of all flavors. Music was the BEST back then. Yep. I said what I said. :-) Blessings - and keep rockin!

@bernicejackson4902

I remember being so happy singing and dancing to this this great song back in my early days in the Farragut Projects of Brooklyn NY ❤️💃🥰💃

@newzcutter

Lower East side?

@robertgrotto7058

@@newzcutter West side. 93rd street. A block from Riverside drive. The same street that has that little park with the Joan of Arc statue. It was a bad neighborhood when I lived there. It's all gentrified now and looks great. A real shithole when I was a kid. The ball fields look like Yankee stadium now. When I was a kid they were just dirt. We used too clean them up in the summer so we could play ball. Old tires, broken glass, junkie needles all over. Junkies would watch us play until they nodded off. LOL.

@bocastacker9005

It was the same for me when I was young. No divisions among different ethnicities. We all got along and music brought us all closer together. What the hell happened to this world?? Politicians divide us to try to control us.

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@Carlospjr

I grew up in the 60s & 70s in NYC and the Bronx and the music flowing out the windows on Friday night and Saturdays was Heavenly. This was a classic.

@Dune137

I miss just plain, simple and fun music like this. I think I was about 3 years old when my mom bought this album. We used to play this song over and over.

@arnoldgratacos5460

Joe Cuba king of Spanish Harlem music...I played it all thru my high school years. Thank you Joe!!

@dannyphantommm

Thank you for posting this video. My grandfather is Joe Cuba, he died when I was three and I love his music. My mom, Joe Cuba's daughter has his golden discs in our house and pictures of my grandfather including this art.

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