She doesn't know she's got it And that's what's a gettin' to me She doesn't know how bad I want it On Friday night when I see her out Even in a crowd she's hard to miss There ain't a man breathing air Who wouldn't stop and stare And the best part is..

Oh Havana I've been searching for you everywhere In Rosalinda's eyes Crazy Latin dancing solo down in Herald Square I know what I would see there I can always find my Cuban skies I play nights in the Spanish part of town I've got music in my hands The

Ooh, then I suddenly see you Ooh, did I tell you I need you I was alone, I took a ride I didn't know what I would find there Another road where maybe I Could see another kind of mind there Every single day of my life Got to get you into my life You

What more can I do, there's nothing I haven't tried Still it's so hard for her to notice I've tried hard to be straight There's nothing left I can say If only she would look my way She don't know me, she don't know She don't see me, she don't care She

Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones? Do you know what it's like on the outside? Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones. In the event of something happening to me, There is something I would like you all to see. It's just a photograph