Lyrics for 1 and 5: Hey Havana, ooh na-na (ay) Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay) He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na Oh, but my heart is in Havana (ay) There's somethin' 'bout his manners (uh huh) Havana, ooh na-na (uh) He didn't walk up with that "how you doin'?" (uh) (When he came in the room) He said there's a lot of girls I can do with (uh) (But I can't without you) I'm doin' forever in a minute (hey) (That summer night in June) And papa says he got malo in him (uh) He got me feelin' like Ooh-ooh-ooh, I knew it when I met him I loved him when I left him Got me feelin' like Ooh-ooh-ooh, and then I had to tell him I had to go, oh na-na-na-na-na Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay) Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay) He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (uh huh) Oh, but my heart is in Havana (ay) My heart is in Havana (ay) Havana, ooh na-na Jeffery Just graduated, fresh on campus, mm Fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, damn Fresh out East Atlanta Bump on her bumper like a traffic jam Hey, I was quick to pay that girl like Uncle Sam (here you go, ay) Back it on me, shawty cravin' on me Get to diggin' on me (on me) She waited on me (then what?) Shawty cakin' on me, got the bacon on me (wait up) This is history in the makin' on me (on me) Point blank, close range, that be If it cost a million, that's me (that's me) I was gettin' mula, man they feel me Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay) Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, ay, ay) He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (oh no) Oh, but my heart is in Havana (ay) My heart is in Havana (ay) Havana, ooh na-na Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (oo-ooh) Take me back, back, back like Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yeah, babe) Take me back, back, back like Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, yeah) Take me back, back, back like Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, babe) Take me back, back, back (Hey, hey) Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh Take me back to my Havana Havana, ooh na-na Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, yeah) He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (ay, ay) Oh, but my heart is in Havana My heart is in Havana (ay) Havana, ooh na-na Uh huh Oh na-na-na (oh na, yeah) Oh na-na-na Oh na-na-na No, no, no, take me back Oh na-na-na Havana, ooh na-na Lyrics for 5: One, one, one Talkin' in my sleep at night Makin' myself crazy (Out of my mind, out of my mind) Wrote it down and read it out Hopin' it would save me (Too many times, too many times) Oh, he makes me feel like nobody else Nobody else But my love, he doesn't love me So I tell myself, I tell myself One, don't pick up the phone You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone Two, don't let him in You have to kick him out again Three, don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning And if you're under him You ain't getting over him I've got new rules, I count 'em I've got new rules, I count 'em I've gotta tell them to myself I've got new rules, I count 'em I've gotta tell them to myself I keep pushin' forwards But he keeps pullin' me backwards (Nowhere to turn, no way) (Nowhere to turn, no) Now I'm standing back from it I finally see the pattern (I never learn, I never learn) But my love, he doesn't loves me So I tell myself, I tell myself I do, I do, I do One, don't pick up the phone You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone Two, don't let him in You have to kick him out again Three, don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning And if you're under him You ain't getting over him I've got new rules, I count 'em I've got new rules, I count 'em I've gotta tell them to myself I've got new rules, I count 'em I've gotta tell them to myself Practice makes perfect I'm still tryna' learn it by heart Eat, sleep, and breathe it Rehearse and repeat it 'cause I (I, I, I) One, don't pick up the phone You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone Two, don't let him in You have to kick him out again Three, don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning And if you're under him You ain't getting over him I've got new rules, I count 'em I've got new rules, I count 'em I've gotta tell them to myself I've got new rules, I count 'em (baby you know I count 'em) I've gotta tell them to myself Don't let him in, don't let him in Don't be his friend, don't be his friend Don't let him in, don't let him in Don't be his friend, don't be his friend You ain't getting over him.
Lyrics for 6: She played the fiddle in an Irish band But she fell in love with an English man Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand Said, "baby, I just want to dance" I meet her on Grafton street right outside of the bar She shared a cigarette with me while her brother played the guitar She asked me what does it mean, the Gaelic ink on your arm? Said it was one of my friend's songs, do you want to drink on? She took Jamie as a chaser, Jack for the fun She got Arthur on the table with Johnny riding as a shotgun Chatted some more, one more drink at the bar Then put Van on the jukebox, got up to dance You know, she played the fiddle in an Irish band But she fell in love with an English man Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand Said, "baby, I just want to dance" With my pretty little Galway girl You're my pretty little Galway girl You know she beat me at darts and then she beat me at pool And then she kissed me like there was nobody else in the room As last orders were called was when she stood on the stool After dancing to Kaleigh, singing to trad tunes I never heard Carrickfergus ever sang so sweet A capella in the bar using her feet for a beat Oh, I could have that voice playing on repeat for a week And in this packed out room swear she was singing to me You know, she played the fiddle in an Irish band But she fell in love with an English man Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand Said, "baby, I just want to dance" My pretty little Galway girl My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway girl My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway girl My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway girl And now we've outstayed our welcome and it's closing time I was holding her hand, her hand was holding mine Our coats both smell of smoke, whisky and wine As we fill up our lungs with the cold air of the night I walked her home then she took me inside To finish some Doritos and another bottle of wine I swear I'm gonna put you in a song that I write About a Galway girl and a perfect night She played the fiddle in an Irish band But she fell in love with an English man Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand Said, "baby, I just want to dance" My pretty little Galway girl My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway girl My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway girl My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway girl, hey
