Text: John Stewart. Waiting For Castro To Die.

It's midnight in Havana, there's a party on the streets
Nylons on the sea wall, and music on the beach
It's midnight in Havana, all the young girls in the streets

Who will dance fandango yeah, with Epithany tonight?
I believe she needs someone to make her feel that it's alright
Who will dance fandango yeah, with Epithany tonight?

And though the revolution came way before her time
Is there is a solution to, to the old man's party line?
Oh, the revolution came and it had it's time

Waiting for Castro to die, waiting for Castro to die
And oh, it should be magic, yeah, in the morning sky
And oh, it should be magic, yeah, in every young girls eyes
And oh, it should be magic, yeah, waiting for Castro to die

She can ride the railroad, yeah, that robbed the sugar cane
Take pictures of Guantanarro before the hurricane
She could ride the railroad, yeah, who's steam would feel like rain

Waiting for Castro to die, waiting for Castro to die
And oh, it should be magic, yeah, in the morning sky
And oh, it should be magic, yeah, in every young girl?s eyes
And oh, it should be magic as they're waiting for Castro to die

It's midnight in Havana, yeah, there's a party in the streets
Nylons on the sea wall, yeah, and music on the beach
It's midnight in Havana, yeah, all the young girls in the streets

Waiting for Castro to die
Waiting for Castro to die
Waiting for Castro to die
Waiting for Castro to die