Se Vuelve Loca

Passionate, by the night illuminated with alcohol and synthesized substances
They make her feel bad, they make her feel good but she's so bad
That you can't even rescue her anymore, and she's leaving,
she wants to fly, she wants to fly...

Are you ready?
Electro Latino!

She goes crazy-crazy-crazy
she looks at him and bites her lip
she thinks he's an idiot-idiot
she knows everyone touches her
but she likes how he moves and asks for more, more, more
wants a little bit of your more, more, more
she doesn't realize when she goes, goes, goes
the drug made her float-float-float
but she likes how it feels...

And she doesn't stop taking poison
and the night corners her in the dark
she can't move anymore, she can't anymore
she doesn't have the strength to fight...

Ooh ooh, ooh ooh
ooh ooh, ooh ooh...

She goes crazy-crazy-crazy
she looks at him and bites her lip
she thinks he's an idiot-idiot
she knows everyone touches her...