Havana, ooh na-na (ay).
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay).
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na.
All of my heart is in Havana (ay).
There’s somethin’ ’bout his manners (uh huh).
Havana, ooh na-na
.
He didn’t walk up with that “how you doin’?”.
(When he came in the room)
He said there’s a lot of girls I can do with.
(But I can’t without you)
I’m doin’ forever in a minute.
(That summer night in June)
And papa says he got malo in him.
He got me feelin’ like.

Ooh I knew it when I met him.
I loved him when I left him.
Got me feelin’ like.
Ooh and then I had to tell him.
I had to go, oh na-na-na-na-na.
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