I Want to Go Back to Cartagena

I want to go back to Cartagena
 I want to sail to the south right away
 I need to hear vallenatos a la Victrola
 Time if you haven't noticed is
 Still wasting away
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 I want to get lost in old Habana
 I long to walk down the wide Malecon
 Quiero hablar con los pescadores
 Y oler las flores
 And drive in a '56 Caddy right into the dawn
 What am I doin'? Deja vu'in'
 Still singing and swearing
 And wearing my traveling clothes
 What am I sayin'? Can't imagine not playin'
 Just show me the way to the bar and
 A nomad who knows
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 I have to get back to Ushuaia
 The southern constellations
 Are calling to me
 I need to dance a midnight tango
 Hear some Django
 There's a boat waiting there
 Bound for the far Tasman Sea
 I want to go back to Cayo Hueso
 Back where they sing the sun into the sea
 I want to dance with circus gypsies
 Talk with hippies
 Where the past and the future
 Still walk down that same sandy street
 The importance of elsewhere
 Is still that important to me
 Yes, the importance of elsewhere
 Is still so important to me
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 I want to go back to Cartagena