Havana moon You got me in the strangest mood Just me myself no-one else Could ever be so blue No backstreet woman
No grand hotel The only face, out of place An empty shell Havana moon
Nobody knows me like you do Nowhere to turn I never learn I canÂŽt break through No backstreet woman No grand hotel The only face, out of place An empty shell You make me nervous Your telephone
You drive me crazy I want to be alone I want to be alone