The Hawana Way Songtext
von Paul Brady

I was down in a hole snufflin' like a mole
When my friend on the phone told me it's ok.
There's a place you can be, the music sets you free,
Come on over and we'll do it the Hawana way

Carlos Varela, Chu Chu Valdes,
Muñequitos de Matanzas, Benny Mmoré,
Yeah, Reuben Gonzales, what can I say?
Hey! Barbarito Torres!


(Chorus)
If your mind is a mess, your body's in distress,
Catch your sorry soul a rest the Hawana way.
Throw your future to the wind,
You'll find it's no sin,
Start a new way of living the Hawana way.

So I did like she said, threw my suitcase on the bed,
Packed my Rennies, Pepto-Bismol, Paracetamol.
And I'm feelin' no pain on some funky Russian plane,
Headin' down the Caribbean to forget it all.

'55 Chevvies, '65 Fords,
Coffee skinned chicas on the Malecon.
Mojitos, Habaños... Apagon!
Hey coco taxi, hang on!

(Chorus)


Gimme one more day,
Babe I gotta stay,
Hear that music play,
The Hawana way,
Hawana way.