the wizards play down on Pinball Way on the boardwalk way past dark And the boys from the casino dance with their shirts open like Latin lovers along
Momma for usin' his lyrics Pay Big Momma for usin' his lyrics (You betta) Pay Big Momma for usin' his lyrics Pay Big Momma for usin' his lyrics (Come
Fenstern in denen ni??chtelang n Bildschirm flackert Die Mi??dels denken wir wi??rn ... wie'n stilles Wasser Aber wir sind Latin-Lover, nur haltn bisschen
the alleyways These dizzy and shitty rats, the sizes of kitty-kats They cross paths when traffic subsides; somewhere Some brothers is overstandin on a hot black rooftop Freestylin for
won't set herself On fire for me, anymore Did you hear the cops finally busted Madame Marie For telling fortunes better than they do For me this boardwalk
Latin lover, sucker susprise Look into my hungry eyes I'll be your candy, your special treat My love for you is bittersweet First you want me and then
Three for a quarter black and white picture takin' up Jennifer Johnson and me I'm in the corner with my shirt collar open like some latin lover on late
parked with her lover boy out on the Kokomo Did you hear, the cops finally busted Madame Marie for tellin' fortunes better than they do? For me this
Cuban heel and pointed toe My Italian suit is pressed and clean I'm the Latin lover of the local scene I'm getting ready for the night to come I'm
(once again my friend the funky beat has hold and we going on down to The a.m. for you and your friend, sounds here tough on the ear, you Know that, coming
rushmore is my favorite monument the goldsteer is a gorgeous restaurant golden tan and a latin accent cowboy boots and cologne what is this a gift for
said "She won't set herself on fire for me anymore" Did you hear the cops finally busted Madame Marie For tellin' fortunes better than they do For me
she said She won't set herself on fire for me anymore Did you hear the cops finally busted Madame Marie For tellin' fortunes better than they do For
memory Three for a quarter, a black and white portrait Taken of Jennifer Johnson and me I'm in the corner, my shirt collar open Like some Latin lover
My handsome Latin lover from the Bronx So now that you've met Spanish rose Never forget Spanish rose Shell taunt you, Shell tame you but what man can blame you For
domain. She took pleasure in making it comfortable for the men of her family and often told herself how fortunate she was to be so protected and provided for
and music cry to be heard See the white horses ride out on the surf Chicken will gather they live for the day Lifting our spirits in their Latin way
her parked with her lover boy out on the Kokomo Did you hear, the cops finally busted Madame Marie for tellin' fortunes better than they do? For me this