You knew we had to back like this, right man It's too hot in New man It's too hot in New man, give me
nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses No ambulance, no police sirens to my silence Mucho trabajo dinero Means I work hard and I no money
Playin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the I'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my too hot in New York I had to get away So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach the shade
I was young they called me Robin Hood 'Cos I stole from the and I gave to the poor Went home, mama whooped on my ass Said, "I'll be damned if I let you like that"
Meanwhile next door neighbors Beatin' on his wife while the kids watchin' Later day we was out on the porch And fantasize we was out of New York, we up in
Three nights in Rio De with no sounds of buses No ambulance, no sirens to interrupt my silence Mucho trabajo poquito Means I work hard and I have no
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 under the shade
I'm in your hood like your were Spider man But then I'm in the 'fore I entered the stadium I bring the vibe like the days of the Before I had the fame I was the fries
So who to know about a nine-to-five up at five with the cold in my eyes Now my daddy, he can rest in the belly of the beast to the sunniest beach, let's go
Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no of buses No ambulance, no police to interrupt my silence Mucho poquito dinero Means I work hard and I no money
my guitar, used to daydream at the stars Prayin' if I ever it, I'm gon' help my family make it From the of Brooklyn, to the Jersey canny shores I'm a stand on stage and this guitar till I fall
Santana, let me get some Santana, let me get help
one goes out for those, who work for low income Keep your head up, 'cos if I 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 trabajo poquito dinero Means I hard and I have no money
my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach I'm margaritas 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 under the
It's too hot in New man It's too hot in New man too hot in New York man It's too hot,
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, Santana with the Preacher's son the world tour, too hot
You know I ain't leavin' without Santana on this [Incomprehensible] Y'all know better, go now
Guantanamera, will always love ya Guantanamera, Clef the Carlos Santana Guantanamera, Celia always miss ya Guantanamera, Clef with the Carlos