

Oye, where do I go?
It's two in the morning...
Only ten percent on this screen
Two AM looking for the scene
Lost among the parked cars in the heat
Asking the stranger where to find the beat (Wait,
look up) (Ahhhh)
Now the fire hydrant's open wide Now we're running back inside!
Under the spray, we wash it all away
Dancing in the lot
until the break of day
Bajo la luna, feel the night sway (eh!
eh!)
Under the spray, we wash it all away
Shoes soaked but we don't care
Water dripping from your hair
No battery left to find the street
We only need this heavy beat
Lost in the heat...
(bajo la luna) No maps left,
just the feet... (ooh-yeh)