Emrah Turken, SUER - Havana

Havana, ooh na-na (ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
There's somethin' 'bout his manners (uh huh)
Havana, ooh na-na
He didn't walk up with that «how you doin'?»
(When he came in the room)
He said there's a lot of girls I can do with
(But I can't without you)