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(Written by Desmond Child and Ricky Martin, originally performed by Ricky Martin) She's into superstitions black cats and voodoo dolls. I've got a premonition that girl's gonna make me fall. She's into new sensations new kicks in the 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 her crazy life but she'll take away your pain like a bullet to your brain. Come On! Outside, 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, Come On! Livin la vida loca, Let's go! Woke up in New York City in a funky cheap hotel She took my heart and she took my money she must've gave me a sleeping pill She never drinks the water and makes you order French Champagne Once you have a taste of her you'll never be the same She'll take away your pain, come on! Outside, inside out she's livin la vida loca Letras de cancionesShe'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 Come On! Livin la vida loca, Come on! Livin la vida loca. Let's go! Oh, livin' la vida loca! From Letras Mania