You we had to come back like this, right man It's too hot in New man It's too hot in New man, give me
Three in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses No ambulance, no sirens to interrupt my silence Mucho poquito dinero Means I work and I have no money
my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach I'm sippin' as the water splash my feet It's too hot in New I had to get away So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach the shade
When I was young they called me Hood 'Cos I stole from the rich and I gave to the back home, mama whooped on my ass Said, "I'll be if I let you live like that"
Meanwhile next door neighbors Beatin' on his wife the kids were watchin' Later that day we was out on the And fantasize we was out of New York, we up in
nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my Mucho poquito dinero Means I work hard and I have no
Playin' my guitar, I'm on the beach I'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my It's too hot in New I had to get away So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach the shade
I'm in your hood like neighbors were Spider man But then I'm in the club 'fore I entered the I the vibe like the days of the tribe I had the fame I was servin' the fries
So who better to know a nine-to-five Wakin' up at five the cold in my eyes Now my daddy, he can in peace From the belly of the beast to the sunniest beach, go
nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses No ambulance, no sirens to interrupt my silence Mucho trabajo dinero Means I work and I have no money
Playin' my guitar, to daydream at the stars Prayin' if I make it, I'm gon' help my family make it From the streets of Brooklyn, to the canny shores I'm a stand on stage and play this guitar I fall
Santana, let me get help Santana, let me get help
one goes out for those, who work for low income Keep head up, 'cos if I made it, you can make it too one day
Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my Mucho poquito dinero Means I hard and I have no money
Playin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the I'm sippin' as the water splash my feet too hot in New York I had to get away So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach the shade
It's too hot in New man too hot in New York man It's too hot in New man too hot, yeah
It's too hot in New man too hot in New York man It's too hot in New man It's too hot,
Yeah, Carlos Santana with the son It's the tour, too hot
You know I ain't leavin' Santana on this Celia [Incomprehensible] Y'all know better, go now
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