Mi rumba, danza con mi rumba I want every part of you inside every part of me Call me a pervert, call me a freak Go ahead let me watch you Watch you watching me Let me call you baby, let me call you queen Let me breath in for you, let me be obscene Let

Everything I see Every part of me Gonna get what I deserve I know where I stand I know who I am I would never run away when life gets bad, it's I know what you like I know what you think Not afraid to stare you down until you blink, it's

And baby you're a sweet surprise You're a strong, free, just what I need, wild card And baby you're my wild card My perfect little twist of fate Favorite part of everything Lucky like a shooting star Baby, you're my wild card I didn't see it coming

YouÂ're a part of me IÂ'm a part of you Or is it weÂ're the same Look at me, i believe itÂ's true Who am i but you and the sun A sad reflection in everyone Was it me who let you walk away Were you the one What are we in time going by

Oh Havana I've been searching for you everywhere In Rosalinda's eyes Crazy Latin dancing solo down in Herald Square I know what I would see there I can always find my Cuban skies I play nights in the Spanish part of town I've got music in my hands The

Girl, where do you think you're goin'? Goin', girl? Where do you think you're goin' Where do you think you're goin'? Take my hand, stay Joanne Heaven's not ready for you Every part of my aching heart Needs you more than the angels do If you could I know

Is it just a mirage? We're all caught in a dream Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh All these Hollywood gods And everything that we've got It's all part of the scene, oh They said, "You can't wear Giamba Baby, you gotta pay."

These dreams And I put another picture in a frame So until you come home Live beyond the dark Give unto the heart Have every shade of blue With every part of you Of simple afternoons in your arms

Shot through the heart as I lay there alone in the dark Through the heart it's all part of the game we call love Didn't somebody somewhere say I gave you everything Now here's the curtain call Shot through the heart it's all part of the game we call love

Why do they always send the poor? Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time Dancing in the desert, blowing up the sunshine Where the fuck are you? Why don't presidents fight the war? Kneeling roses disappearing into Moses' dry mouth Breaking