Lyrics

B L U E A I R

Cuba Libre & a slow samba . . . sensational
Caribbean the color of her eyes
Miss her kiss but I need this quick . . . vacational
Parrots slipped me some words that just might rhyme
Silver beaches almost platinum
Feels a lot like . . . ?once upon a time?
Trade all the Platinum in Manhattinum
To have her hammocked here at my side
To have her hammocked here at my side

Blue air . . . . Blue air
I?m here . . . . You are there
Without you Blue air Bluer than blue

Mojito?s, merengue and a raw rumba . . . . sensational
Cold blue lightning the color of her eyes
Reasons why I?m here alone . . . . mostly irrational
A name carved in sand taken by the tide
Barefoot on a sugar strand of beach
Turks & Caicos South of Martinique
St. Kitts, St. Barts, Havana nights
Trade winds blow my love here to me
Trade winds blow my love here to me

Blue air . . . . Blue air
I?m here . . . . You are there
Without you Blue air Bluer than blue



Barefoot on a sugar strand of beach
Turks & Caicos South of Martinique,
St. Kitts, St. Barts, Havana nights
Trade winds blow my love here to me
Trade winds blow my love here to me

Blue air . . . . Blue air
I?m here . . . . You are there
Without you Blue air Bluer than blue
Blue air . . . . Bluer than blue . . .
Blue air . . . . Bluer than blue . . .