Jimmy Buffett - Cuban Crime Of Passion lyrics

By: jimmy buffett, tom corcoran<br>1973<br>Well now billy voltaire was a piano player up from miami way<br>He used to play in the bars, he could sound like the stars<br>Ladies would pay and pay<br>One night he did wind up playin' in havana town<br>Nobody knew, least billy voltaire that these were his final sounds<br><br>He met up with meritta, a dancer in from the coast<br>Half woman, half child, she drove him half wild<br>He loved that lady the most<br>One night he did find her in the arms of shrimper dan<br>So he pulled a knife, took poor danny's life<br>And then he turned his own cold hand<br><br>Chorus:<br>And it's just a cuban crime of passion<br>Messy and old fashioned<br>Yeah, that's what the papers did say<br>It's just a cuban crime of passion<br>Anjejo and knives a slashin'<br>Yeah but that's what the people like to read about<br>Up in america, up in america<br><br>Well now they never found meritta, some people say she got ill<br>Billy voltaire had no one to claim him, he was buried on pauper's hill<br>And no one talks about 'em no more, it happened just a week ago<br>But people get by and people get high<br>In the tropics they come and they go<br><br>Chorus:<br>And it's just a cuban crime of passion<br>Messy and old fashioned<br>Yeah, that's what the papers did say<br>It's just a cuban crime of passion<br>Anjejo and knives a slashin'<br>But that's what the people like to read about<br>Up in america, up in america