Yucatan Cafe - Anne Murray

There’s a big fan that’s slowly turnin'

In a Yucatan Cafe

The waitress works beneath

Both night and day

And they’ll find, they’ll find that lately

I’m spendin' all my time

Goin' down to see

That singin' man of mine

Maybe it’s wrong

My mamma might be right

Seeing a boy I don’t know every night

Maybe it’s time

I try to let you be

Or maybe it’s love

At last that’s come to me

Let’s walk out to the ruins

And look up at the moon

And wonder what those Mayans used to do

You know they might be watchin' us

So let’s stay for a while

And they’ll make some love

And make those Mayans smile

Maybe it’s wrong

My mamma might be right

Seeing a boy I don’t know every night

Maybe it’s time

I try to let you be

Or maybe it’s love

At last that’s come to me

Maybe it’s love

At last that’s come to me