Lighter Trade

(yeah) (uno, dos, tres) Corner store receipt,

parking lot spill

Yellow headlights cutting through the chill

Dialed my old number,

someone else was there

Trading secrets for a lighter in the heavy air

And the heat is rising up from the concrete floor (baila)

Can you feel it?

We don't need to talk no more

Fuego en la calle,

let it burn (hey,

hey) Every corner, every single turn Fuego en la calle,

feel the heat (baile)

Moving dirty to the heavy beat

Ah-baile-le, ah-baile-lo (fuego) Ah-baile-le,

don't let

it go (suelta)

Old line, new owner,

same old spark

Tracing shadow lines through the dark

Now the bassline takes the whole block over

No more talking, keep your shoulder closer (yeah)

Blue receipt

faded in the dark

(fuego) Just a spark (ah-baile-le)