I'm tired of the city life,    Summer's on the run,    People tell me I should stay    But I got to get my sun    So don't try to hold me back    There's nothing you can say    Snake eyes on a pair of dice   And we got to go today.       Chorus       Take me to the April Sun in Cuba, oh, oh, oh,    Take me where the April sun gonna treat me    So right, so right, so right.       I can almost smell the perfumed nights    And see the starry sky       I wish you comin' with me baby    'Cause right before my eye    See Castro in the alley way    Talkin' 'bout missile love    Talkin' 'bout J.F.K.    And the way he shook him up.       Chorus       I'm tired of the city life    Summer's on the run    Birds in the winter sky    Are headin' for the sun    Oh, we can stick it out    In this cold and grey    Snake eyes on the paradise,    And we got to go today, yeah.       Chorus       Take me to the April sun,    C'mon take me, take me to the April sun,    C'mon, c'mon take me, take me to the April sun