's just a Cuban crime of passion, messy and old fashioned Yeah that's what the papers did say It's just a Cuban crime of passion, anjejo and knives a
and bacon In a doghouse, ten feet 'round And everybody wonders Did he really lose his mind No, he was just a poet who lived before his time He was just a
streets here look the same There're so many quiet places And smilin' eyes match the smilin' faces And I have found me a home I have found me a home You
confusion Where people recognize you on a plane All I want's the quiet and the comforts That livin' with my lovely lady brings Somehow we survived the double talk and
a note Ricky would watch that big round mirror And I'd fill up my coat Then we'd head for the check-out aisle With a lemon and a bottle of beer Into
' On a bus to kentucky and home that's her goal She's a railroad lady Just a little bit shady Spendin' her life on a train She's a semi-good looker But
here Cause that great fillin' station holdup Cost me two good years. We got fifteen dollars and a can of STP A big ole jar of cashew nuts and a Japanese
watches have taken their toll The railroads are dying And the lady she's crying On a bus to Kentucky and home that's her goal. She's a railroad lady Just a
England, played the piano And married an actress named Kim They had a good life, she was a good wife Bore him a young son named Jim. And all of the answers
:] Grapefruit Bathing suit Chew a little Juicy Fruit Wash away the night Drive-in Guzzle gin Commit a little mortal sin It's good for the soul. [Bridge:] And
Shrimper Dan So he pulled a knife, took poor Danny's life And then he turned his own cold hand. [Chorus:] And it's just a Cuban crime of passion Messy and
get drunk and screw. [Chorus:] Why don't we get drunk and screw I just bought a waterbed filled up for me and you They say you are a snuff queen, Honey
dame And there are so many quiet places And smilin' eyes match the smilin' faces. [Chorus:] And I have found me a home Yes, I have found me a home And
that brings confusion Where people recognize you on a plane All I want's the quiet and the comforts That livin' with my lovely lady brings. Somehow we survived the double talk and
on a note Ricky would watch the big round mirror And I'd fill up my coat Then we'd head for the check-out aisle With a lemon and a bottle of beer Into
steak and bacon In a doghouse ten feet 'round And everybody wonders Did he really lose his mind No he was just a poet who lived before his time He was just a
d probably get sore 'Cause they don't dance like Carmen no more. She and old Cougie, my what a pair Doin' the Rhumba as no one else dared Slidin' and