Porque hay fiesta hoy, noche de carnaval, Todo el mundo bailando hasta que salga el sol Uh oh oh oh Báilame y no sientas temor Del amazonas del Brasil hasta la luna, (WY Records) Que esta noche quede marcada como ninguna, (Yandel) Que viva la euforia,

I'm 'bout to get up on that ass right now Just love me, love me down, now And you a smoker, I'ma roll up, you blow it down One more, oh, oh, girl you loud This your bed, you lay in it I'ma lick it up, girl gon' play with it Taste so good, I put my face

Oh la la la la, la la la la la Oh la la la la, la la la frisky I just can't stop the feeling So if I hurt your feelings Don't seem to go away (Nothing else to say) (Don't take it the wrong way) It's just because I'm

Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now Might be over now, but I feel it still Is it coming? Let me kick it like it's 1986, now Am I coming out of left field? I been feeling it since 1966, now Might've had your fill, but you feel it still (Ooh woo, I'm

Ooh, the line Where to draw the line Know where to draw the line Checkmate honey, beat ya at your own damn game No dice honey, I'm livin' on the astral plane Feet's on the ground, and your head's goin' down the drain Oh, heads I win, tails you lose, to

Oh-eh-oh-oh-oh, oh-eh-oh I'm the one I'm the only one Yeah, you're lookin' at the truth, the money never lie no I'm the one, yeah, I'm the one Early mornin' in the dawn, know you wanna ride now (that's right) I'm the one, yeah (that's right), I'm the

You're out of touch I'm out of time When you're not around But I'm out of my head Out of touch Out of time And soul really matters to me Out of touch Shake it up is all that we know

Dem nae waan we yah We cut and come back with the formula Have everybody speechless like Michael Jackson's song, enuh When we a work, dem did a laugh, enuh No blood inna mi eye, vengeance inna mi heart, enuh Oh, we find the formula Fi make the money fi

And then you get up and get up and get up again Never run down Just keep telling yourself there's no shame They don't know 'bout who we are They don't know 'bout you and I They ain't know 'bout the stars of your eyes Oh hot blood love is gonna get ya

Fly away, skyline pigeon fly Towards the dreams You've left so very far behind For just a Skyline Pigeon Dreaming of the open Waiting for the day That he can spread his wings And fly away again Turn me loose from your hands