Fred Astaire
I Left My Hat In Haiti

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I left my hat in Haiti
In some forgotten flat in Haiti
I couldn't tell you how I got there
I only know it was so hot there

She took my hat politely
And wound her arms around me tightly
But I remember nothing clearly
Except the flame when she came near me

Her eyes had the fire of surrender
And her touch, it was tender
And I guess in a moment as that
You forget about your hat

So if you go to Haiti
There is a girl I know in Haiti
If you can find her you'll adore-a
Just look around 'til you've found someone
Who has a blue-gray fedora

I think of that gorgeous creature when I'm all alone
Whenever I do from down inside there comes a groan
That sun of a gun in Haiti
Has got the prettiest hat I own
And when it is bleak and chilly
And life is flat
I think of that Haitian dilly
And think I'd better go get my hat
Her eyes had the fire of surrender
And her touch, it was tender
And I guess in a moment as that
You forget about your hat

So if you go to Haiti
There is a girl I know in Haiti
If you can find her you'll adore-a
Just look around 'til you've found someone
Who has a blue-gray fedora

I left my hat in Haiti