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I'm tired of the city life
Summers 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 nothin' you can say
Snake eyes on paradise
And we got to go today
Take me to the April sun in Cuba, oh oh oh
Take me where the April sun's 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 eyes
See Castro in the ally way
Talking 'bout missile love
Talking 'bout JFK
And the ways we 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 gray
(speed up)
Snake eyes on paradise
And we got to go today
Chorus
Take me to the April sun,
C'mon take me, Take me to the April sun
C'mon take me, take me to the April sun.
submitted by Graeme from Kilburn South Australia