Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ricky Martin
Lead Vocals
Randall Barlow
Keyboards
Robi Rosa
Background Vocals
Rusty Anderson
Guitar
Rafael Solano
Percussion
Randy Cantor
Keyboards
Tony Concepción
Trumpet
Ricardo Suárez
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Desmond Child
Songwriter
Robi Rosa
Composer
Luis Gómez Escolar
Adapter
Randy Cantor
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Desmond Child
Producer
Nathan Malki
Assistant Engineer
Craig Lozowick
Assistant Engineer
Germán Ortiz
Assistant Engineer
Robi Rosa
Co-Producer
Charles Dye
Mixing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Tony Mardini
Assistant Engineer
Javier Garza
Mixing Engineer
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
She's into superstitions
Black cats and voodoo dolls
I feel a premonition
That girl's gonna make me fall
She's into new sensations
New kicks in the candlelight
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 her crazy life, but she'll take away your pain
Like a bullet to your brain
Come on!
Upside, inside out
She's 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
Come on!
Livin' la vida loca
Come on!
She's 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've slipped me a sleeping pill
She never drinks the water and
Makes you order French champagne
Once you've had a taste of her
You'll never be the same
Yeah, she'll make you go insane
Come on!
Upside, inside out
She's 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
Come on!
Livin' la vida loca
She's livin' la vida loca
She'll make you take your clothes off and go dancing in the rain
She'll make you live her crazy life, but she'll take away your pain
Like a bullet to your brain
Come on!
Upside, inside out
She's 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
Come on!
Upside, inside out
She's 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
Come on!
Livin' la vida loca
Come on!
She's livin' la vida loca
Come on!
Gotta la vida loca!
Gotta, gotta, gotta la vida loca!
Gotta, gotta, gotta la vi'...
Writer(s): Desmond Child, Robi Rosa
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