She's into superstition Black cats and voodoo dolls I'd felt a premonition That girl's gonna make me fall
She's into new sensation New kicks and candle light 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 the crazy life As she'll take away your pain Like a bullet to your brain
Upside inside out 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 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 have slipped me a sleeping pill She never drinks the water Makes you order French champagne And once you've had a taste of her You'll never be the same Yes, she'll make you go insane