AN: This is one of those, pretty much as it says on the tin, ones. It's not all that parodied actually, it really doesn't need it. Anyway, ENJOY!
PS: The line breaks are cause I can't get the damn double enters to stay, so just treat them like an empty line, k?
He's into superstitions
Black cats and voodoo dolls.
I feel a premonition
That guy's gonna make me fall.
He's into new sensations
New kicks in the candlelight
He's got a new addiction
For every day and night
He'll make you take your clothes off and go dancing in the rain.
He'll make you live his crazy life but he'll take away your pain
Like a bullet to your brain. Come On!
Upside, inside out
He's livin' la vida loca
He'll push and pull you down,
Livin' la vida loca
His lips are devil red and his hair's the colour sunshine
He will wear you out
Livin' la vida loca Come On!
Livin' la vida loca Come on!
He's livin' la vida loca.
Woke up in old Port Royal in a funky cheap tavern
He took my heart and he took my money
He must've slipped me a sleeping pill
He never drinks the rum and makes you order Scotch Whiskey
Once you've had a taste of him you'll never be the same
Yeah, he'll make you go insane.
Upside, inside out
He's livin la vida loca
He'll push and pull you down,
Livin' la vida loca
Her lips are devil red and his hair's the colour sunshine
He will wear you out
Livin' la vida loca Come On!
Livin' la vida loca, Come on!
He's livin la vida loca.
He'll make you take your clothes off and go dancing in the rain.
He'll make you live his crazy life but
He'll take away your pain like a bullet to your brain. Come On!
Upside, inside out
He's livin la vida loca
He'll push and pull you down,
Livin la vida loca
Her lips are devil red and his hair's the colour sunshine
He will wear you out
Livin la vida loca Come On!
Livin la vida loca, Come on!
He's livin la vida loca.