In you, don't you? I can see my baby swingin' His Parliament's on fire and his hands are up On the balcony and I'm singing Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, I'm in love I can see my sweet boy swayin' He's crazy y Cubano como yo lala On the balcony and I'm saying

Ooh, she made us drinks to drink We drunk 'em, got drunk I like the bartender (Ooh, if you're lookin' for me) I'm at the bar with her (Uh huh, okay) I like the bartender (Yeah, if you're lookin' for me) I'm at the bar with her (Ooh, uh huh, okay) She

Bailame de frente pegao Que esta nota no a terminao Oohh ohh, duro Dale segueta que se pare del asiento Y rompa la loseta Por eso dale manigueta Calma un solido por que aquí le aprieta

There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new The big lights will inspire you Ooh, New York I got a pocketful of dreams Baby, I'm from New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of Hear it for New

Ooh lookin' back at what I left behind I'd rather be an albatross flying high And in the tail winds looking back at what I left behind Another windowless room Riding the blue Out the window a patchwork quilt how we build how we move From place to place

Oh, so close, oh Oh, I want you close, and close ain't close enough, no 'Cause if I want you, and I want you, babe Ain't going backwards, won't ask for space I want you close, ooh Oh damn, oh damn, oh damn I'm so perplexed 'Cause space is just a word

Rocket, yeah, satellite of love Ah ah, ooh ooh I will be your, I will be your, I'll be your (I can take you through the center of the dark) We're gonna fly (on a collision course to crash into my heart) Rocket baby, c'mon, I'll be your satellite of love

Some call it Spanish Town, ah' Prison Oval Rock Some call it Spanish Town, ah' Prison Oval Rock Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah What ah' cool an' deadly What a cool an' deadly When them hear the music playing Cock out batty like ah' water pumpy Move lively that ah'

I feel your heart baby I feel your pain I'll play this song for you Bleed for me Oh, what you need I feel your pain (ooh) I saw your tear fall from your grace I fell in love I saw that fear when you showed me that kiss

Don't I look good? Yeah, baby, baby I'ma look good, I'm just talkin' 'bout sex, yeah Ooh, that's why I'm textin' my ex, oh no I'm just talkin' 'bout sex and I'm so ready for regrets I know you remember when way back in December we was in love, yeah I