Miami Beach Rumba

I started out to go to Cuba Soon I was at Miami Beach There, not so very far from Cuba Oh, what a rumba they teach Palm trees are whispering "yo te quiero" What could I do but stay awhile I met a Cuban caballero We danced in true latin style So I never got to Cuba But I got all its atmosphere Why even Yuba and his tuba They played a night right here I'll save Havana for mañana Meanwhile I've heaven in my reach I found the charm of old Havana In a rumba at Miami Beach Ahi, ahi, ahia, with this swing You will flying. Here's the night In Miami, la la la Ahi, ahi, ahi, with this swing You will flying. Here's the night In Miami, la la la Ahi, ahi, ahi, with this swing You will flying. Here's the night In Miami, la la la