Taca, taca, taca, taca Vários homem bomba Xandinho tá tipo bomba Oi, taca, taca Tem que ser bem diferente Riquelme na batida Bomba, bomba, bomba, bomba ali Oi, pra tocar no paredão

(Ohhhh, yeah yeah yeah yeah) You can turn your back and then walk away (You can turn your back and then walk away) Soon be comin the judgment day (Ahh, soon there be comin the judgment day) Yes, uhh, breathe with me

Bum, tam tam Mueve ese bum bum, tam tam Vai, vai com o bum bum, tam tam Vai, mexe o bum bum, tam tam Izquierda, derecha Mueve ese bum bum, tam tam tam Tam tam tam tam tam tam tam tam (vai) Tam tam tam tam tam tam tam tam (vem)

And I'd relive all the years I've cried with every stumbled step That led to you and got me here, right here And I wouldn't change a thing I'd walk right back through the rain Back to every broken heart On the day that it was breakin' And be thankful for

Cuenta conmigo que te puedo ayudar Y si te quieres vengar Tengo en mi mente el castigo ideal Me gusta cuando te pones salvaje Cuando te escapas y te vives el momento Las velas encendidas y un masaje La venganza perfecta para el momento El peligro es que

Un bailoteo salvaje, métale coraje, no te rajes Plakito, plakito Metiéndole al plakito, plakito Metiéndole al bum bum, dándole al bum bum Grítalo, plakito, plakito Métele al bum bum, dándole al bum bum Acompáñame (acompáñame) Deja que nuestros cuerpos se

Show me how it's done this side of Dixie I'm a broke down truck, baby, won't you fix me Just keep on dancin' til the break of dawn, come on, come on Stars fall down, make the world stop, kiss me Wherever I go, I want you with me Somethin' bout you makes

Everything happens to me Black cats creep across my path Until I'm almost mad I must have 'roused the devil's wrath Cause all my luck is bad I make a date for golf and you can bet your life it rains I try to give a party and the guy upstairs complains I

Yeah, all you need to do tonight is tip it back Grab a long-neck if you're with me Come on now, holler hell yeah 'Cause tonight we're here to party And don't worry about anything except what's in your glass Whether it's a cold beer, tequila, or a double

I'm gonna write a tear stained letter, I'm gonna mail it straight to you. I'm gonna bring back to your mind, What you said about always being true. Bout our secret hiding places; Being daily satisfied. I can see you sitting and reading it, While you hang