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Buffett Jimmy A White Sport Coat And A Pink Crustacean

's just a Cuban crime of passion, messy and old fashioned Yeah that's what the papers did say It's just a Cuban crime of passion, anjejo and knives a

streets here look the same There're so many quiet places And smilin' eyes match the smilin' faces And I have found me a home I have found me a home You

a note Ricky would watch that big round mirror And I'd fill up my coat Then we'd head for the check-out aisle With a lemon and a bottle of beer Into

here Cause that great fillin' station holdup Cost me two good years. We got fifteen dollars and a can of STP A big ole jar of cashew nuts and a Japanese

England, played the piano And married an actress named Kim They had a good life, she was a good wife Bore him a young son named Jim. And all of the answers

Shrimper Dan So he pulled a knife, took poor Danny's life And then he turned his own cold hand. [Chorus:] And it's just a Cuban crime of passion Messy and

dame And there are so many quiet places And smilin' eyes match the smilin' faces. [Chorus:] And I have found me a home Yes, I have found me a home And

on a note Ricky would watch the big round mirror And I'd fill up my coat Then we'd head for the check-out aisle With a lemon and a bottle of beer Into

d probably get sore 'Cause they don't dance like Carmen no more. She and old Cougie, my what a pair Doin' the Rhumba as no one else dared Slidin' and