| | She's into superstition -
Black cats and voodoo dolls.
I've got a premonition,
This girl's go make me fall.
She's into new sensation,
New kicks and candle light.
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 the crazy
life and take away your pain.
Like a bullet to your brain...
Refrain:
Upside, inside out -
She's living la Vida loca.
She'll push and pull you down -
She's living la Vida loca.
Her lips are devil red,
And her skins the color mocha.
She will wear you out -
She's living la Vida loca.
Living la vida loca...
I woke up in New York City,
In a funky, cheap hotel.
She took my heart and she took my money,
She must of slipped me a sleeping pill.
She never takes the water, makes you order
French Champaign.
And once you had a taste of her,
you'll never be the same.
She'll make you go insain...
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