All the Americans are gone exept for two
The embassy's been hard to reach
There's been talk and lately a bit of action after dark
Last night I dreamed of an old lover dressed in gray
I've had this fever now since yesterday
Wake up darling they're knocking the Colonel's standing in the sun
With his stupid face the glasses and the gun
Won't you pour me a Cuban breeze Gretchen
I know a fellow with a motor launch for hire
A skinny man with two-toned shoes
Cause tonight they're arranging a small reception just for me
Behind the big casino by the sea
