i want to go back to cartagena i want to sail to the south right away i need to hear vallenatos a la victrola time if you haven t noticed is still wasting away i want to get lost in old habana i long to walk down the wide malecon quiero hablar con los pescadores y oler las flores and drive in a 56 caddy right into the dawn what am i doin deja vu in still singing and swearing and wearing my traveling clothes what am i sayin can t imagine not playin just show me the way to the bar and a nomad who knows i have to get back to ushuaia the southern constellations are calling to me i need to dance a midnight tango hear some django there s a boat waiting there bound for the far tasman sea i want to go back to cayo hueso back where they sing the sun into the sea i want to dance with circus gypsies talk with hippies where the past and the future still walk down that same sandy street the importance of elsewhere is still that important to me yes the importance of elsewhere is still so important to me i want to go back to cartagena