Stashed his trash in Ecuador, bought a good suit of clothes.
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Flew on up to Mexico, standin' by the shore.
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Waiting for some mystery man, to pay him for his time.
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Thinkin' about all the money he made,
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couldn't help to ease his mind
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Havana daydreamin' oh he's just dreamin' his life away.
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Daddy shucked that sugar cane,
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One day he fell dead.
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Jesus had a wanderin' feelin'
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Swimmin around in his head.
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Sailin' on a midnight boat,
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There were no questions asked,
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Water's so green and the air was so clean
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That he stuck right to his task, Havana daydreamin',
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Oh he's just schemin', his life away.
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Ceilin' fan stirs the air
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Cigar smoke did swirl,
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A fragrance on the pillow case
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And he thinks about the girl.
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Spillin' wine wine and sharin' good times
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She sure could make him smile.
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He pays her well but what the hell
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He'll be movin' in a little while, Havana daydreamin',
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Havana daydreamin'
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Oh he'll be dreamin' his life away.
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Havana Daydreamin'
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| Jimmy Buffett |
