Mambo Cabana (feat. Juan de Marcos González & Gloria Estefan)

Lin-Manuel Miranda

There is a place
Many miles away
Where the rhythm digs in deep
And won't let go, that's how you know
You've reached the Mambo Cabana

Your heart will race
Horns will start to play
And banish any hope of sleep
This is my chance
To share another dance
In the Mambo Cabana

Mambo Cabana, Cabana, Cabana

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Slow down, things are moving too fast

We leave the old hometown
With this note from the past

No, no, no, no!
Stay home in this life that we've made
With the songs that we've played

Vivo, don't be afraid
It's not too late
It's not too late
It's not too late

I can see and hear it all, mi amigo
Entertaining in that hall, contigo

And Marta singing so fine
But the melody she sings is mine
Like

La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la
It's not too late

La, la, la, la la
La, la, la, la
It's not too late, ah!

Pa' la cabana, Mambo Cabana

It's not too late

Pa' la cabana, Mambo Cabana

It's not too late

¡Vamos mañana!


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