I'm tired of the city life,
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Summer's on the run,
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People tell me I should stay
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But I got to get my fun
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So don't try to hold me back
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There's nothing you can say
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Snake eyes on the paradise
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And we got to go today.
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Chorus
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Take me to the April Sun in Cuba, oh, oh, oh,
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Take me where the April sun gonna treat me
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So right, so right, so right.
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I can almost smell the perfumed nighs
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And see the starry sky
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I wish you comin' with me baby
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'Cause right before my eye
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See Castro in the alley way
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Talkin' 'bout missile love
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Talkin' 'bout J.F.K.
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And the way he shook him up.
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Chorus
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I'm tired of the city life
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Summer's on the run
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Birds in the winter sky
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Are headin' for the sun
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Oh, we can stick it out
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In this cold and grey
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Snake eyes on the paradise,
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And we got to go today, yeah.
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Chorus
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Take me to the APril sun,
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C'mon take me, take me to the April sun,
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C'mon, c'mon take me, take me to the April sun.
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April Sun In Cuba
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