[Verse 1]
I married Susanna in a place called Havana
The autumn breeze carried me away
The heat and fog around me leaving
Sweet and vacant were the days
[Verse 2]
Truth and honesty can be two very different things
But truth can be carelessly confessed
And honestly the truth I do not ask
For fear it's what I'll get
[Verse 3]
Out there in Havana, paint peels like banana
The idol is loved and misplaced
Glimmering fronds of a royal palm
Shelter now the unattended face
[Verse 4]
Headless bird on a jungle spear
No, we're not playing games here
Perhaps it'd be best if we moved along
The dream ends suddenly, the spirit leaves a hint, a gift, a song
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