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Fuego
She’s smooth, she’s silk, she’s mother’s milk, she’s 6 foot high in 6 inch heels, she’s Fuego.

She left Havana for the sounds of Santana, she pulled the plug on the Copacabana. She’s Fuego.

32 to 36, for every Tom to every Dick, she’s Fuego.
From Barcelona to Santorini she’s door to door in her bikini. She’s Fuego.

Which one of you is Fuego? (She’s really hot, she’s really Fuego)
Someone is very Fuego! (She’s really hot, she’s really Fuego)

Her perfume is her costume and her costume is her perfume. It’s Fuego.
Ay dios mio, my heart’s in Rio, shes alcohol yet barely legal. She’s Fuego.

32 to 36, for every Tom to every Dick she’s Fuego.
From Barcelona to Santorini she’s door to door in her bikini. She’s Fuego.

Which one of you is Fuego? (She’s really hot, she’s really Fuego)
Someone is very Fuego! (She’s really hot, she’s really Fuego)