Have you ever been down to Haiti when
The summer sun was sinkin' low
There's nothing but romance just everwhere you glance
And the native hearts are all aglow.

But when the Cuban Queen comes upon the scene
They all stare like a statue out of stone
When they realize what's before their eyes
The other girls are left all alone.

Down in the Caribbean it's not a dream you're seein'
When you get a glimpse of the lady with the charm
But from miles away you can see her sway
To the beat of the Cuban Conga line that forms.

Up in a tree so high way up in the sky
Sits a wide eyed monkey on a limb
He wonders why the people go to so much trouble
Just to try to be like him.