HavanaHalf of my heart is in HavanaHe took me back to East AtlantaAh but my heart is in HavanaThere’s somethin’ ’bout his mannersHavanaHe didn’t walk up with that « how you doin’? « (When he came in the room)He said there’s a lot of girls I can do with(But I can’t without you)Knew him forever in a minute(That summer night in June)And papa says he got malo in himHe got me feelin’ likeI knew it when I met himI loved him when I left himGot me feelin’ likeAnd then I had to tell himI had to goHavanaHalf of my heart is in HavanaHe took me back to East AtlantaAh but my heart is in HavanaMy heart is in HavanaHavanaHavanaHavanaHavanaHavanaHavanaJefferyJust graduated, fresh on campusFresh out East Atlanta with no manners, damnFresh out East AtlantaBump on her bumper like a traffic jam (jam)Hey, I was quick to pay that girl like Uncle Sam(here you go)Back it on me, shawty cravin’ on meGet 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 beIf it cost a million, that’s me (that’s me)I was gettin’ mula, man they feel meHavanaHalf of my heart is in HavanaHe took me back to East AtlantaAh but my heart is in HavanaMy heart is in HavanaHavanaTake me back, back, back likeTake me back, back, back likeTake me back, back, back likeTake me back, back, backTake me back to my HavanaHavanaHavanaHavanaHavanaTake me back to my HavanaHavanaHalf of my heart is in HavanaHe took me back to East AtlantaAh but my heart is in HavanaMy heart is in HavanaHavana