She’s into superstitions
Black
cats and voodoo dolls
I
feel a premonition
That
girl’s gonna make me fall
She’s
into new sensations
New
kicks in the candlelight
She’s
got a new addiction
For
every day and night
She’ll
make you take your clothes off
And
go dancing in the rain
She’ll
make you live her crazy life
But
she’ll take away your pain
Like
a bullet to your brain
Upside,
inside out
She’s
livin’ la vida loca
She’ll
push and pull you down
Livin’
la vida loca
Her
lips are devil red
And
her skin’s the color of mocha
She
will wear you out
Livin’
la vida loca
You’re
livin’ la vida loca
She’s
livin’ la vida loca
Woke up in New York City
In
a funky, cheap motel
She
took my heart and she took my money
She
must have slipped me a sleeping pill
She
never drinks the water
Makes
you order French champagne
Once
you’ve had a taste of her
You’ll
never be the same
Yeah,
she’ll make you go insane
She’ll
make you take your clothes off
And
go dancing in the rain
She’ll
make you live her crazy life
But
she’ll take away your pain
Like
a bullet to your brain
Upside,
inside out
She’s
livin’ la vida loca
She’ll
push and pull you down
Livin’
la vida loca
Her
lips are devil red
And
her skin’s the color of mocha
She
will wear you out
Livin’
la vida loca x 2
Gotta
la vida loca
Gotta,
gotta, gotta, la vida loca
Gotta, gotta, gotta la vida