Letras
Not so far from here
There's a very lively atmosphere
Everybody's going there this year
And there's a reason
The season opened last July
Ever since the USA went dry
Everybody's going there
And I'm going too
I'm on my way to Cuba
That's where I'm going
Cuba
That's where I'll stay
Cuba
Where wine is flowing
And where those dark-eyed Stellas
Light their fella's panatellas
Cuba
Where all is happy
Cuba
Where all is gay
Why don't you plan a wonderful trip
To Havana, hop on a ship
And I'll see you in C-U-B-A
Why don't you do your drinking like a Cuban
Instead of hiding in the cellar
Since prohibition, tell me, how have you been?
A very frightened little feller
Why don't you pour it from a bottle
Instead of a tiny silver flask
Drink your scotch, rum or gin
Where the dry eyes can't get in
The finest bars are there, cigars are there
That only are made in Cuba
Where all is happy
Cuba
Where all is gay
Why don't you plan a wonderful trip
To Havana, hop on a ship
And I'll see you in C-U-B-A
Everybody now
(Cuba
That's where I'm going)
Buenos dias, senors and senoritas
(Cuba
That's where I'll stay)
Como esta usted?
(Cuba
Where wine is flowing)
Ah, muchas gracias
(And where those dark-eyed Stellas)
Ooh, fellas
I've never been a drinking lady
I never smoked a panatella
But I'm a she who likes to be
Where all is gay
Why don't you leave your cares and troubles behind
And tell them your next address
Is where they stay up late