Brian Tyler - Running Down To Cuba lyrics

Running down to Cuba with a load of sugar Weigh, me boys, to Cuba! Make her run you, lime juice squeezes Running down to Cuba [Chorus] Weigh, me boys, to Cuba! Running down to Cuba O, I got a sister, she's nine feet tall Weigh, me boys, to Cuba! Sleeps in the kitchen with her feet in the hall Running down to Cuba [Chorus] The captain he will trim the sails Weigh, me boys, to Cuba! Winging the water over the rails Running down to Cuba [Chorus] Give me a girl can dance Fandango Weigh, me boys, to Cuba! Round as a melon and sweet as a mango Running down to Cuba [Chorus] Load this sugar and home-ward go Weigh, me boys, to Cuba! Mister mate, he told me so Running down to Cuba [Chorus]