Heat
As soon as you hear the music play
Something happens you cant explain
And now youre thinking why
Whyd it happen that way
As youre dancing you look down and stare at your body
Its so confusing you sip on your drink
Now youre sweatin like everyone else at the party
But ecstasy ends quicker than you think
Much hotter than what youre used to
Gotta let that conga move
Hot, like the summers in Cuba
Baby girl its up to you
And the mist machines feel like rain
To cool the heat - from salsa aches
Just let your spirit fly
Its hot so dance on, diablo
Cmon now chica
Dont keep it bottled
Not for mañana
A.k.a. tomorrow
Cmon candela
Uh, déjalo
Eres la estrella
Tonights your sueño.
