Staring at the backyard
Cuz the wind blew down my fence
My dog ran away from me
I haven't seen him since
The boss is breathing down my back
To work all weekend through
I'm feeling kinda lonely
Missing all of my friends too
Now the sink is leaking
And misery is me
My mind looks for solutions
To my bitter reality
I open my refrigerator
What do I see?
Ice, Coke, Captain Morgan
Fine as it could be!
A Cuba Libre (Cuba Libre)
With slice of lime
A Cuba Libre (Cuba Libre)
I'm reaching decompression
My mood is looking up
Who would a known
Therapy in a cup
A Cuba Libre (Cuba Libre)
Cuba Libre
A knock came upon my door
And there was my friend Steve
He said I found your dog
Out on the street without a leash
And hey I've got the skidsteer
Hooked on behind my truck
Let's straighten out that fence
You could use some better luck
I know a guy who'll fix that leak
While you finish up those charts
Then we can all sit on your deck
Six feet apart
I open my refrigerator
What do I see?
Some ice and Coke and Fleur de Caña
Fine as it can be!
A Cuba Libre (Cuba Libre)
With slice of lime
A Cuba Libre (Cuba Libre)
We're all decompressing
Our spirits lifted up
Singing and a joking
Thanks to
Sweetness in this cup
A Cuba Libre (Cuba Libre)
I stumble to my refrigerator
one, two, three
Ice and Coke and Dictador
As fine as it could be
Cuba Libre (Cuba Libre)
With slice of lime
A Cuba Libre (Cuba Libre)
Decompression and confessions
A party in a cup
Fun and relaxation
Fantastic pick me up
A Cuba Libre (Cuba Libre)
Cuba Libre (Cuba Libre)
A Cuba Libre