Miami Beach Rhumba

I started out to go to Cuba
Soon I was at Miami Beach
There, not so very far from Cuba
Oh, what a rhumba 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 (Cuba)
But I got all its atmosphere (to-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro)
Why even Yuba and his tuba (tuba)
They played a night right here

I'll save Havana for mañana
Meanwhile, I have heaven in my reach
I found the charm of old Havana
In a rhumba at Miami Beach



Credits
Writer(s): Irving Fields
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