Remix Tumbao

I'm on fire
Bad hit in the ribs
You better watch out, I'm on fire
I'm on fire
I'm on fire
Grab the door

I'm just wishing for a way out
Look, just grab the door and leave
I ran out like a madwoman
I'm a mess, nerves all shot
I'm a mess, nerves all shot
What a huge burden, oh my God, look
I'm heading out to scream

What a struggle, what a struggle, kid
With the kids, with the plaza, with the house stuff
Washing dishes, doing laundry, hanging clothes
Ironing, and the meal plan
Well, that's another story, the meal plan
The little one has no problem, he'll eat anything
But the older one is a tough nut
Damn, that food looks bad

I have the hunger of youth
I'm scared just like you
And every evening I crumble seeing the harsh reality
That there's no one in the world, no! No one purer than me!
That no one is stronger than me!
Fire-o

Songo hit Borondongo
Borondongo hit Bernabé
Bernabé handed it to Puchigarpa, threw in some burundanga
They’re swelling up their feet

Songo hit Borondongo
Borondongo hit Bernabé
Bernabé handed it to Puchigarpa, threw in some burundanga
They’re swelling up their feet

Take it, take it, take it
Look how that girl moves
Dropping it to the dembow, she really lets loose
And I'm just here vibing with this beat
I watch her bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

Look how that girl moves
She’s got the dembow and won’t stop
I got the rhythm that weakens her
She’s got curves and a nice chest, curves and a nice chest

The girl’s got style, she doesn’t walk sideways
(She doesn’t walk sideways, she doesn’t walk)
(She doesn’t walk sideways, she doesn’t walk)

When people die (oh my God)
They say what a good time (so good)
So good when they were alive, like night and day
Sugar

My parents left me as an inheritance, besides the Moon and the Sun
This polka-dotted robe that I wear, the world has already run with me
A little donkey and a couple of lambs
A strong desire to do nothing
And talent, a sharp eye, and salsa skills to conquer this life

The flamenco girl, of course, she’s got style
The flamenco girl, of course, she’s got style
The flamenco girl, of course, she’s got style
The flamenco girl, of course, she’s got style