She's into superstition
 Black cats and voodoo dolls
 I'd felt a premonition
 That girl's gonna make me fall

 She's into new sensation
 New kicks and candle light
 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 the crazy life
 As she'll take away your pain
 Like a bullet to your brain

 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's the color mocha
 She will wear you out
 Livin' la vida loca
 Livin' la vida loca
 Livin' la vida loca

 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
 Makes you order French champagne
 And once you've had a taste of her
 You'll never be the same
 Yes, she'll make you go insane