Lyrics:

She into superstitions, black cats and voodoo dolls
I feel a premonition that girl is gonna make me fall
She is into new sensation, new kicks and candlelight
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

CHORUS
Upside inside out
Livin La Vida Loca
She'll push and pull you down
Livin La Vida Loca
Her lips are devil red
And her skin the colour mocha
She will wear you out
Livin La Vida Loca
Come On
Livin La Vida Loca
Come On
Livin La Vida Loca

I woke up in New York City in a funky cheap hotel
She took my heart and she took my money
She must have slipped me a sleeping pill
She never drinks the water and makes you order french champagne
And once you've had a taste of her she'll make you go insane

CHORUS repeated