(Mitchell Torok)

Oh have you ever been down to Haiti when
The summer sun is sinkin' low
There's nothin' but romance just ev'rwhere you glance
And the native hearts are all aglow.

But when the Cuban Queen comes upon the scene
They all stare like a statutte of stone
And when they realize what's before their eyes
The other girls are left all alone.

Down in the Caribbean it's not a dream you're seein'
When you get a glimpse of the lady with the charms
But from miles away you can see her sway
To the beat of the Cuban Conga line that forms.

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Up in a tree so high a way up in the sky
Sits a wide eyed monkey on a limb
He wonders why the people go to so much trouble
ust to try and be like him.

He doesn't understand that it's a lady's hand
That makes a heart feel so sublime
But before too long he starts to sing their song
And then he gets in the Conga line.

Down in the Caribbean it's not a dream you're seein'
When you get a glimpse of the lady with the charms
But from miles away you can see her sway
To the beat of the Cuban Conga line that forms.

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Now down in the Caribbean it's not a dream you're seein'
When you get a glimpse of the lady with the charms
But from miles away you can see her sway
To the beat of the Cuban Conga line that forms...