Three Nights in Rio Wyclef Jean (Ft. Carlos Santana)
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You knew we had to come back like this, right man
It's too hot in New York man, yeah
It's too hot in New York man, give me
Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses, let's go
No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence, aha
Mucho trabajo poquito dinero
Means I work hard and have no money
Playing my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach
I'm sipping margaritas as the water splash my feet
It's too hot in New York I had to get away
So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach in the shade
When I was young they called me Robin Hood
Cos I stole from the rich and I gave to the poor
Went back home, mama whooped on my ass
Said I'll be damned if I let you live like that
Meanwhile next door neighbors jumping ****
Beating on his wife while the kids were watching
Later that day we was out on the porch
And fantasize we was out of New York, we woke up in
Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses
No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence, aha
Mucho trabajo poquito dinero
Means I work hard and have no money
Playing my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach
I'm sipping margaritas as the water splash my feet
It's too hot in New York I had to get away
So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach under the shade
It's too hot in New York man, yeah
It's too hot in New York man, give me
Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses, let's go
No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence, aha
Mucho trabajo poquito dinero
Means I work hard and have no money
Playing my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach
I'm sipping margaritas as the water splash my feet
It's too hot in New York I had to get away
So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach in the shade
When I was young they called me Robin Hood
Cos I stole from the rich and I gave to the poor
Went back home, mama whooped on my ass
Said I'll be damned if I let you live like that
Meanwhile next door neighbors jumping ****
Beating on his wife while the kids were watching
Later that day we was out on the porch
And fantasize we was out of New York, we woke up in
Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses
No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence, aha
Mucho trabajo poquito dinero
Means I work hard and have no money
Playing my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach
I'm sipping margaritas as the water splash my feet
It's too hot in New York I had to get away
So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach under the shade
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