I Flew to Havana Last Wednesday

I flew to Havana last Wednesday though that's not what I had in mind
While Aunt Bertha waited in Pittsburgh I got in a bit of a bind
The gentleman seated beside me was pleasant, as pleasant could be
Although when I ventured,
"Good morning," he said, "Buenos días" to me.

He smiled as he loosened his seat
belt with Trenton below, on our right
He walked up the aisle toward the
cabin until he was clear out of sight
And then such a funny thing happened: the Muzak did not skip a beat
But, right in the middle of "Stardust," we suddenly got "Cuban Pete."
(Oh, that's pretty!)

My friend had a tall,
handsome partner who shortly stood up in the back
I think all the passengers knew him,
they all started yelling, "Hi, Jack!"
We spent three whole nights in Havana, with tourists, it's not overrun
Well, of course,
the whole thing was outrageous, but somehow it was fun.

I only had what I was wearing, and yet, I was suitably gowned
For when we went out in the evening, I turned it around.
Now, the gentleman seated beside me with passion was driven insane
And when it came time for returning, I had to be dragged to the plane!

Now, I'm in love with a Cuban, and there are so many people to tell
Bertha, the whole States Department, as well
Oh, I've got to get back to Havana, there must be an easier way
I'm weary of flying to Pittsburgh, three or four times every day!
T.W.A!