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Pretty Things » Havana Bound |
I was encased in an aircraft
Feeling so sick i couldn't say
When the cat next to me
Said let's take it down to cuba way
Well his manner wasn't nice
But his hand grenades looked very mean
And the luger down his trousers
Well that was twice as obscene
When we touched down in cuba
The temp was a 105
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