He's into superstitions- black cats and soulless dolls.
I feel a premonition that boy's gonna make me fall.
He's into new sensations, new kicks in the dead of night.
He's got a new addiction for every day and fight.

He'll make you take your clothes off and work magic like Lain
He'll make you live his crazy life but he'll take away your pain-
like a mallet to your brain!

Upside, outside, aft- livin la vida loca!
He acts and rants so daft, livin la vida loca!
His hair is flaming red and a spark his words awoke-a
He will make you laugh, livin la vida loca
Livin la vida loca
Livin la vida loca!

Woke up in Tokyo City, in my bed, but not my shell.
He took my heart, he took my amor,
He must've stolen my spine as well.
He'll always take your orders, but he'll never be your claim-
And once you've had a taste of him you'll never be the same
Yeah, he'll make you go insane.

Outside, inside, why? Livin la vida loca!
He'll fight and see you fly, livin la vida loca!
His hair is flaming red and a spark his words awoke-a
He will make you cry, livin la vida loca!
Livin la vida loca
Livin la vida loca!

He'll make you take your clothes off and go dancing in the game.
He'll make you live his crazy life
but he'll take away your pain- like a drop-kick to your brain!

Chance meet, dead-beat, uh- livin la vida loca!
He's strong and cares and, ah-, livin la vida loca!
His hair is flaming red and a spark his words awoke-a
He will make you love, livin la vida loca
Livin la vida loca
Livin la vida loca!



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