Waiting for Castro to die

Waiting for Castro to die, waiting for Castro to die
Take pictures of Guantanarro before the hurricane
Nylons on the sea wall, yeah, and music on the beach
And oh, it should be magic as they're waiting for Castro to die
Who will dance fandango yeah, with Epithany tonight?
And oh, it should be magic, yeah, waiting for Castro to die
And oh, it should be magic, yeah, in the morning sky
Who will dance fandango yeah, with Epithany tonight?
And though the revolution came way before her time
She could ride the railroad, yeah, who's steam would feel like rain

Waiting for Castro to die
Waiting for Castro to die
Waiting for Castro to die
And oh, it should be magic, yeah, in the morning sky
It's midnight in Havana, yeah, all the young girls in the streets
She can ride the railroad, yeah, that robbed the sugar cane
And oh, it should be magic, yeah, in every young girl’s eyes

Oh, the revolution came and it had it's time
Is there is a solution to, to the old man's party line?
I believe she needs someone to make her feel that it's alright
Waiting for Castro to die, waiting for Castro to die

It's midnight in Havana, all the young girls in the streets

It's midnight in Havana, yeah, there's a party in the streets

And oh, it should be magic, yeah, in every young girls eyes