April Sun in Cuba
I’m tired of the city life
Summer’s on the run
People tell me I should stay
But I got to get my fun
So don’t try and hold me back
Ain’t nothing you can say
Snake eyes on the paradise
And we’ve got to go today
Take me to the April sun in Cuba woh oh oh
Take me where the April sun’s gonna treat me so right, so right
I can almost smell the perfumed night,
And see the starry sky
I wish you were coming with me baby,
‘cos right before my eye
Castro in the alley way
Talking bout missile love
Talking ‘bout JFK and the way,
He shook him up
I’m tired of the city life
Summer’s on the run
Birds in the winter sky
Are headed for the sun
Who, we can stick it out
iIn this cold and grey
Snake eyes on the paradise
And we got to go today
Take me to the April sun