Light You Up
It was the eighties, life was disco
She was hot salsa, I knew the risko
Sitting at the table watchin' all the dancers
The party girls and the sweet romancers
When out of nowhere she came up to me
"Yo quiero, papi dance with me"
She scooped me up and took my hand
And danced me to the promised land
The disco ball was spinnin' free
Said don't blame me, blame my desire
No, no, don't blame me, blame my desire
For wanting to set you on fire, fire, fire
Light you up, light you up, light you up
Light you up, light you up, light you up
We ended up in a room, somewhere across town
Gonna bring you up, gonna shake you down
Mirrors on the ceiling and pink champagne on ice
What a beautiful chica, it felt so nice
The door flew open with resounding boom
And there was Jose standin' in the room
They were shouting in Spanish, I was scared as hell
So I ran for the border, not for Taco Bell
The police sirens spinning free
Said don't blame me, blame my desire
No, no, don't blame me, blame my desire
For wanting to set you on fire, fire, fire
(Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire)
Light you up, light you up, light you up
Light you up, light you up, light you up
And the party was on fire
And our bodies were firing
And it was all worth getting fired for
And we might as well go up in flame
Because we don't even know our names
I don't see what for
Light you up, light you up, light you up
She was hot salsa, I knew the risko
Sitting at the table watchin' all the dancers
The party girls and the sweet romancers
When out of nowhere she came up to me
"Yo quiero, papi dance with me"
She scooped me up and took my hand
And danced me to the promised land
The disco ball was spinnin' free
Said don't blame me, blame my desire
No, no, don't blame me, blame my desire
For wanting to set you on fire, fire, fire
Light you up, light you up, light you up
Light you up, light you up, light you up
We ended up in a room, somewhere across town
Gonna bring you up, gonna shake you down
Mirrors on the ceiling and pink champagne on ice
What a beautiful chica, it felt so nice
The door flew open with resounding boom
And there was Jose standin' in the room
They were shouting in Spanish, I was scared as hell
So I ran for the border, not for Taco Bell
The police sirens spinning free
Said don't blame me, blame my desire
No, no, don't blame me, blame my desire
For wanting to set you on fire, fire, fire
(Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire)
Light you up, light you up, light you up
Light you up, light you up, light you up
And the party was on fire
And our bodies were firing
And it was all worth getting fired for
And we might as well go up in flame
Because we don't even know our names
I don't see what for
Light you up, light you up, light you up
Credits
Writer(s): John Andrew Franks, Fernando Martinez Breton
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