Loco, with some locas (locas) I love me some locas (me encantan las locas) Loco, with some locas I like that she likes what I like Shake that butt, back it up I'm the only Cuban dead or alive More famous than Castro He's a rebel, I'm a rebel He's a

East is up, I'm fearless when I hear this on the low East is up, I'm careless when I wear my rebel clothes East is up, when Bishops come together they will know that Dema don't control us, Dema don't control Fire, Nico and the Niners We'll win but not

Prends garde à toi L'amour est enfant de bohème Si tu ne m'aimes pas, je t'aime Et si je t'aime, prends garde à toi Si tu ne m'aimes pas, si tu ne m'aimes pas, je t'aime Mais si je t'aime, si je t'aime, prends garde à toi Il n'a jamais jamais connu de

We were wannabe rebels that didn't have a clue In our rock n roll tee shirts and our typically bad attitudes Had no excuses for the things that we'd done We were brave, we were crazy, we were mostly Man I don't know where the time goes Young, young But

His friends are all gone 'cause he's the last rebel He's the last rebel There's a grey horse standin' still As a soldier climbs in the saddle for one last ride As the rain pours off his hat You can see the shadows of the past written in his eyes Now the