>She's into superstitions
>Black cats and voodoo dolls
>I feel a premonition
>That girl's gonna make me fall
>
>She's into new sensation
>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 of 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 motel
>She took my heart
>And she took my money
>She must've slipped me a sleepin' pill
>
>She never drinks the water
>And makes you order
>French champagne
>Once you've has a taste of her
>You'll never be the same
>Yeah, she'll make you go insane
>
>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 of mocha
>She will wear you out
>Livin' la vida loca
>Livin' la vida loca
>Livin' la vida loca
>Upside inside out
>She's livin' la vida loca
>She'll push and pull you down
>Livin' la vida loca
>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 of mocha
>She will wear you out
>Livin' la vida loca
>Livin' la vida loca
>Livin' la vida loca
>Livin' la vida loca