It was ninety miles to freedom but they took the risk Though the ocean was all motion and the wind was brisk The deadly gunboats never saw them in the pale moonlight They were off to Cayo Hueso by the dawns early light The gringo in the garden called the customs man They answered all his questions, were allowed to land The ladies shared a hairbrush and their husbands had a coke Then they were taken up to Krome to meet with their kin folk
[Chorus:] Everybody's got a cousin in Miami Everybody understands the impromptu Dancing in the heat to the beat That turns your clothing clammy Everybody needs to have a dream come true
In a third world jungle not so far away Lives a natural drummer with a dream to play He's the brother of the lizard and the flying fish But he's been enchanted by the pictures From the satellite dish So his mama packs his bags, knots his red neck tie Sends him north to her relations with a kiss good-bye He's bewildered by the plane ride and the immigration line Until he sees his Christian name upon a cardboard sign
Everybody's got a cousin in Miami Everybody is an Aborigine Dancing in the heat to the beat That turns your clothing clammy Everybody wants to win that lottery
It's hard to believe the city started as a trading post Home to the Seminole, pirate and pioneer Between the river of grass and the old mosquito coast Before the railroad claimed the southernmost frontier
I am umbilically connected to the temperate zone It brought me life, it brought me love I never have outgrown It brought me one too many nights along that Biscayne shore And one too many mornings in the Grove Drug Store In one way or the other we're all refugees Living out this easy life below the banyan trees Smoothing off the rougher edges of the culture clash We got a style, we got a look We got that old panache
[Chorus]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
