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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 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 her crazy life
But she'll take away your pain
Like a bullet to your brain.

kertosäe:
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
Livin' la vida loca
She's livin' la vida loca.

Woke up in New York City
In a funky cheap hotel
She took my heart
And she took my money
She must've slipped me a sleeping pill
She never drinks the water
And 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.

kertosäe

She'll make you take your
Clothes off and go dancing in the rain.
She'll make you live her crazy life
Until you go insane
No, you'll never be the same

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

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 (4x)