Paroles de la chanson Running Down to Cuba par
Running down to Cuba with a load of sugar
('Way me boys to Cuba)
Make 'er run, you lime juice squeezers
(Running down to Cuba) [continues throughout verses]
'Way me boys to Cuba
Running down to Cuba
I got a sister, she's nine feet tall
She sleeps in the kitchen with her feet in the hall
'Way me boys to Cuba
Running down to Cuba
('Way me boys to Cuba)
Make 'er run, you lime juice squeezers
(Running down to Cuba) [continues throughout verses]
'Way me boys to Cuba
Running down to Cuba
I got a sister, she's nine feet tall
She sleeps in the kitchen with her feet in the hall
'Way me boys to Cuba
Running down to Cuba
The captain, he will trim the sails
Winging that water over the rails
'Way me boys to Cuba
Running down to Cuba
Give me a girl can dance fandango
Round as a melon and sweet as a mango
'Way me boys to Cuba
Running down to Cuba
Load that sugar and homeward go
'Cause mister mate he told me so
'Way me boys to Cuba
Running down to Cuba
Winging that water over the rails
'Way me boys to Cuba
Running down to Cuba
Give me a girl can dance fandango
Round as a melon and sweet as a mango
'Way me boys to Cuba
Running down to Cuba
Load that sugar and homeward go
'Cause mister mate he told me so
'Way me boys to Cuba
Running down to Cuba
'Way me boys to Cuba
Running down to Cuba
Running down to Cuba