Men’s legend's a Smoking Cohiba

I’m a tobacco leaf from Vuelta abajo

Leaving my shyness behind Pina Del Rio

Green juice runs in my arteries

Nicotine’s nurturing my puberty

My skin’s scorched brown and dark

My youth is fading, no more spark

Wrinkled and aged in time’s cellar

Dried and seasoned, older but wiser

Oppressed and depressed in a mould

I tolerate and sustain with a heart of gold

Old stems are torn and cast away

Essence’s fermented, matured day by day

On Virgin’s thigh does my head rest

Her silky skin as smooth as her breast

I am rolled and turned in her tender hands

My jacket’s soaked with her sweaty glands

The luxury of men I soon become

Elegant, Powerful and so handsome

I’ve high taste with a low profile

Easily on fire, killing you with a smile

Like Caviar, Cognac and dim sum

Cuban cigar is second to none

Monte Christo, Romeo & Juliet

What you ask for, what you get

Many a man of cigar has been written

Churchill, Fidel, Che, and Barton

Their legend’ sa smoking Cohiba

Intriguing, mystic, and filled with aroma