Tropic days turn into steamy nights   Stateside ways give in to appetites   Panatelas under white straw hats   Sit and soak, rum and coke      Cuban rhythms push the night along   Past the limits of what's right or wrong   Hardly anyone is keepin' score   Let it ride, por favor      Love is the one legal tender   Never in short supply   Just find yourself a big spender   Who will render the gender   You'd like to try      Big casinos under Latin skies   Valentinos with ambitious eyes   Slow degrees of lazy Fahrenheit   Cook the day, eat the night      Smell the money when the trade winds blow   Play the slot machines, enjoy the show   Spin the wheel or maybe roll the dice   Welcome to paradise      Too much is never enough here   There's always room for more   And one of a kind calls your bluff here   If your pair isn't brass better pass senor      Twenty-three of so degrees   Just below the Florida Keys   All the tourists come to play   Making mucho machismo   Like Hemingway      Inhibitions simply melt away   Dispositions will improve they say   Maybe it's the voodoo latitude   Gives the place, attitude      Way down here we have no rules to keep   Way down here we always oversleep   Way down here we mambo all night long   Through the street, through the heat   To the beat of old Havana