Black Ingvars - Livin' La Vida Loca (Ricky Martin)

She's into superstitions Black cats and voodoo dolls I feel a premonition That girl's gonna make me fall She's into new sensations New kicks in the candlelight She's got a new addiction For every day and night She'll make you take your Clothes off and go dancing in the rain She'll make you live her crazy life But she'll take away your pain Like a bullet to your brain Upside inside out She's livin' la vida loca She'll push and pull you down Livin' la vida loca Her lips are devil red And her skin's the color mocha She will wear you out Livin' la vida loca Livin' la vida loca She's livin' la vida loca Woke up in New York City In a funky cheap hotel She took my heart and she took my money She must've slipped me a sleeping pill She never drinks the water And makes you order french champagne Once you've had a taste of her You'll never be the same Yeah, she'll make you go insane