Latin Escapades

Marcos Hernandez

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    I look into your brown eyes
    And I see something compromised
    Do you miss the fire and the heat we had at first
    It made me so weak
    It makes me so sad why had we let this thing die
    So this cant be anything more than what it was
    It was a dance, a fury from love
    Now look here this is what you wanted
    You broke me just because
    So now I think you bought it

    You caught me just so you could flaunt it
    So baby come to me, let it be in this thing
    Let me see if you can finish what you started

    Tell me what is this I'm feeling
    No, it's not an innocent weekend
    This fantasy I had with you
    Left me so alone and way too soon
    I only wanted to fly away with you
    And the full moon but its too late
    You're gone adios, I'm left with pain
    I'm through with these latin escapades

    Did you wish for this like I did
    I swear I fell in love
    Does it give you pleasure teasing me in ways I've only dreamed of?

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    They say down south you'll have some fun
    But all I got was a hit and run
    It's my mistake but it's not my blame
    We can't change whats been done

    But when I look in your eyes
    It's like a burst of warm sunshine
    Girl you touch my soul
    You know my heart's forever yours
    And it's not like we didn't get along at all
    It was just your love that you were faking
    Roughed out, strung out, damn I hate it
    Where is, where is, Where is your heart?

    Tell me what is this I'm feeling
    No, it's not an innocent weekend
    This fantasy I had with you
    Left me so alone and way too soon
    I only wanted to fly away with you
    And the full moon but its too late
    You're gone adios, I'm left with pain
    I'm through with these latin escapades

    This thing is confusing my mind
    And my nerves are all shot
    And I'm tired of desiring what I'm just now finding is gone
    And my heart is still screaming from heartache
    It feels I might pop
    God why the grief, tell me
    Why did my love leave me
    And why I can't make it all stop?

    Tell me what is this I'm feeling
    Tell me..

    Ooh ooh ooh..
    I'm through with these latin escapades

    No more... no more..
    I'm through with these latin escapades

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    Composición: Marcos Hernandez y Rich E. Blaze

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