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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Toshiyuki Honda
Toshiyuki Honda
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
P. Austin
P. Austin
Composer

Lyrics

Havana Candy
Havana, woo, woo, woo, woo
Havana Candy
Havana, woo, woo, woo, woo
So they say she's from Havana
With a bright yellow bandana
And her bed is shaped just like a banana
Havana Candy
When she moves, she's better than the sun
But makes a girl from Ipanema holler
She wears an emerald-studded collar
Havana Candy
Well, she looks like a movie star
Like a chocolate candy bar
And she can get from here to there
Without any help — no, thank you very much
When you walk on beaches sandy
Don't forget to ask for candy
She can always come in handy
Talking 'bout Havana Candy
Well, she looks like a movie star
Like a chocolate candy bar
And she can get from here to there
Without any help — no, thank you very much
When you walk on beaches sandy
Don't forget to ask for candy
She can always come in handy
Talking 'bout Havana Candy
Look for Havana candy
Oh, you should see Havana Candy
You're gonna love her, Havana Candy
Havana Candy
Havana, woo, woo, woo, woo
Havana Candy (Havana Candy)
Havana, woo, woo, woo, woo
(Havana, la-la-la, la-la-la, Havana)
She has optional equipment
Always carries a new shipment
She's got her back up and her knees bent
Talking 'bout Havana Candy
Well, she was never fat, just round
In her sequined evening gown
And she can get from up to down
Without any help — no, thank you very much
When you go down to Havana
If you see a bright yellow bandana
If you're working with a big old banana
You're with Havana Candy
Look for Havana Candy
Oh, you should see Havana Candy
You're gonna love her, Havana Candy
Havana Candy
Havana, woo, woo, woo, woo (Havana)
Havana Candy (Havana Candy)
Havana, woo, woo, woo, woo (Havana)
Havana Candy (Havana Candy)
Havana, woo, woo, woo, woo (Havana)
Havana Candy (Havana Candy)
Havana, woo, woo, woo, woo (Havana)
Havana Candy (Havana Candy)
Havana, woo, woo, woo, woo (Havana)
Havana Candy (Havana Candy)
Havana, woo, woo, woo, woo (Havana)
Written by: P. Austin
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