I'm tired of the city life Summer's on the run People tell me I should stay But I've got to get my fun So, don't try and hold me back Ain't nothin' you can say Snake eyes on the paradise And we got to go today Take me to the April sun in Cuba (whoa-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 Take me to the April sun in Cuba (whoa-oh-oh) Take me where the April sun gonna treat me so right So right So right I'm tired of the city life Summer's on the run Birds in the winter sky Are headin' for the sun Whoa, we can stick it out In this cold and rain Snake eyes on the paradise And we got to go today Take me to the April sun in Cuba (whoa-oh-oh) Take me where the April sun gonna treat me so right So right So right (c'mon) Take me to the April sun (come on, take me) Take me to the April sun (come on, come on, take me) Take me to the April sun (come on, come on, take me) Take me to the April sun