I'm tired of the city life
Summer's on the run
People tell me I should stay
But I've got to get my fun
So, don't try and hold me back
Ain't nothin' you can say
Snake eyes on the paradise
And we got to go today
Take me to the April sun in Cuba (whoa-oh-oh)
Take me where the April sun gonna treat me so right
So right
So right
I can almost smell the perfumed nights
And see the starry sky
I wish you comin' with me baby
'Cause right before my eye (see)
Castro in the alley way
Talkin' 'bout missile love
Talkin' 'bout J.F.K
And the way he shook him up
Take me to the April sun in Cuba (whoa-oh-oh)
Take me where the April sun gonna treat me so right
So right
So right
I'm tired of the city life
Summer's on the run
Birds in the winter sky
Are headin' for the sun
Whoa, we can stick it out
In this cold and rain
Snake eyes on the paradise
And we got to go today
Take me to the April sun in Cuba (whoa-oh-oh)
Take me where the April sun gonna treat me so right
So right
So right (c'mon)
Take me to the April sun (come on, take me)
Take me to the April sun (come on, come on, take me)
Take me to the April sun (come on, come on, take me)
Take me to the April sun
