I want to go back to Cartagena
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I wanna sail to the south right away
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I need to hear '
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Tell me if you haven't noticed, you're wasting away
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I want to get lost in old Havana
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I long to walk down the wide Malecon
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Quiero hablar con los Pescadores '
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And ride in a '56 Caddy right in the dawn
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What am I doing, deja-vu'ing
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Just singing and swearing and wearing my traveling clothes
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What am I saying, can't imagine not playing
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Just show me the way to the bar and a nomad who knows
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I have to get back to '
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The southern constellations are calling to me
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I need to dance a midnight tango, hear some jango
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There's a boat waiting there bound for the far Tasman Sea
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I want to go back to Carueso
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Back where they sing the sun into the sea
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I want to dance with circus gypsies, talk with hippies
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Where the past and the future still walk down the same sandy street
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The importance of elsewhere still so important to me
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Yes, the importance of elsewhere still so important to me
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I want to go back to Cartagena
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I Want To Go Back To Cartagena
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| Jimmy Buffett |
