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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