Baila en Fuego

Ooh,

ooh-ooh

Yeah,

yeah

Standing in a static space Faces frozen,

out of place Then my telephone begins to ring

Someone dialled my older line But a different voice was on the

vine Turning up the dial to let it sing (dale)

He said let it go,

let it burn (let it burn)

Now we take our turn

Fuego in the glass,

look at us now

No keeping quiet, we make it loud

Fuego in the glass,

look at us now

(fuego, fuego)

Thrift store mirror on the wall Reflecting how we rise and fall

Your new number screaming through the screen

(screaming now)

People starting to divide Feeling all the heat inside

Best connection that I've ever seen

Fuego in the glass,

look at us now

No keeping quiet, we make it loud

Fuego in the glass,

look at us now

(fuego, fuego)

Ooh, ooh-ooh (fuego)