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Man it's a hot one
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Like seven inches
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from the midday sun
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I hear you whisper
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and the words melt everyone
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But you stay so cool
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My mu-equita,
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my Spanish harlem mona lisa
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You're my reason for reason
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The step in my groove
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And if you say this life
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ain't good enough
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I would give my world to lift you up
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I could change my life
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to better suit your mood
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Cause you're so smooth
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And just like the ocean under the moon
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Well that's the same emotion
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that I get from you
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You got the kind of loving
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that can be so smooth
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Gimme your heart, make it real
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Or else forget about it
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I'll tell you one thing
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If you would leave
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it would be a crying shame
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In every breath and every word
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I hear your name calling me out
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Out from the barrio,
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you hear my rhythm from your radio
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You feel the turning of the world
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so soft and slow
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Turning you round and round
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Smooth - Santana
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| Grammy Nominees 2000 |
