Linda Eder - Havana |
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Havana
Linda Eder Tropic days turn into steamy nights Stateside ways give in to appetites Sit and soak...Rum and Coke panatelas under white straw hats Cuban rhythms push the night along Past the limits of what's right or wrong Hardly anyone is keepin' score Let it ride...Por favor Love is the one legal tender Just find yourself a big spender Never in short supply Who will render the gender You'd like to try Valentinos with ambitious eyes Big casinos under Latin skies Smell the money when the trade winds blow Slow degrees of lazy Fahrenheit Play the slot machines, enjoy the show Spin the wheel or maybe roll the dice Cook the day...Eat the night Too much is never enough here Welcome to...Paradise There's always room for more One of a kind calls your bluff here If your pair isn't brass Better pass Senor! TwentyAll the tourists come to play Just below the Florida keys Inhibitions simply melt away Making mucho machismo Like Hemingway Dispositions will improve they say Maybe it's the voodoo latitude Gives the place...Attitude Way down here we have no rules to keep Way down here we always oversleep To the beat of old HavanaThrough the street...through the heat Way down here we mambo all night long |
