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In Cuba they're crazy
Love to tango all night long
They're super hot baby
Hey baby vamos along
When the tropical moon she is shining
Like an orange or a lemon or lime
Anything rhymes
We will shoot for the moon
In the tropical sky
We will shoot for the moon
And our love will be high
And then when we get there
We'll let them all know
That our love is as rare as Caribbean Snow

This city's my lover
And women are its fingers and ears
Blue tango's my cover
Rain tangled city of tears
When the carnival moon she is shining
Over places and spaces and times
Anything rhymes
We will shoot for the moon
In the carnival sky
We will shoot for the moon
And our love will be high
And then when we get there
We'll let them all know
That our love is as rare as Caribbean Snow

In Cuba they're crazy
Love to tango all night long
In Cuba they're crazy
Love to tango all night long
You're waiting for me
I'm waiting for you
Both of us waiting
Time syncopating
Everybody's doing it
They're doing it to you

Oh Cuba sun baby
Where have all your tangos gone
Ah Dona Lecuona
Is dreaming and singing a song
When the crystal ball moon she is shining
Over fields of sugar cane
Suddenly rain
We will shoot for the moon
In the crystal ball sky
We will shoot for the moon
And our love will be high
And then when we get there
We'll let them all know
That our love is as rare as Caribbean Snow

Oh Cuba sun baby
Where have all your tangos gone

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