Cuban Crime Of Pasion

Intro: (alt2) Well now Billy Voltaire was a piano player up from Miami way He used to play in the bars, he could sound like the stars The ladies would pay and pay But one night he did wind up playin' in Havana town Nobody knew, least Billy Voltaire that these were his final sounds He met up with Merrita, a dancer in from the coast Half woman, half child she drove him half wild He loved that lady the most But one night he did find her in the arms of shrimper Dan So he pulled a knife, took poor Danny's life Then he turned his own cold hand Chorus: It'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-slashin' But that's what the people like to read about Up in America, up in America (Repeat Intro chords) Well now, they never found Merrita Some people say she got ill Billy Voltaire had no one to claim him He was buried on Pauper's Hill And no one talks about him no more, it happened just a week ago But people get by and people get high, In the tropics they come and they go (Repeat chorus) (Repeat Intro chords and fade) |xx0787| - G(alt) |xx0-11-10-10| - D(alt) |xx09-10-9| - A(alt) |xx0775| - D(alt2)