Walking along the beach last night
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who do you think I spy?
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A girl with ebony fire eyes.
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Soft and low do she cry.
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Now what could be such a source of pain?
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I so boldly inquire.
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Pointing finger Havana way,
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these three words which transpire:
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She told me that only in Miami
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is Cuba so far away.
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Only in Miami.
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My story, she goes this way.
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Fish may fly through the purple keys,
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golden birds take to air.
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I am bound to the earth, it seems.
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My life can be so unfair.
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Only in Miami
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is Cuba so far away.
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Only in Miami
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is Cuba so far away.
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Standing on the shoreline waiting,
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everyone anticipating.
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I can hear the broken hearted say:
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Only in Miami
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is Cuba so far away.
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And she cries for her child without a mother.
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And she cries for her son without a father.
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And she cries for herself without a lover.
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Can't face another day.
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Chase the blues away.
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I thought I heard her mumble as she
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turned away:
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Only in Miami
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is Cuba so far away.
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Only in Miami
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is Cuba so far away.
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Standing on the shoreline waiting,
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everyone anticipating.
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I can hear the broken hearted say:
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Only in Miami
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is Cuba so far away.
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Only in Miami
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is Cuba so far away.
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Only in Miami
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is Cuba so,
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Only in Miami
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is Cuba so,
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Only in Miami
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Ba Cuba so,
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Only in Miami
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is Cuba so far away.
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Only in Miami
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is Cuba so far away.
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Only in Miami
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is Cuba so far away.
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Only in Miami
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is Cuba so far away...
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Only In Miami
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| Bette Midler |
