

(turn it up)
Under the wiper,
a ticket is stuck
Parking ticket, we don't care about luck
Trapped in a crowd
that won't give an inch
But the driver
has a plan, not a flinch
Took the long way,
bypassed the grid
Now we're doing
what we always did
(let's go) Turn the knob,
past polite
We are breaking through the heat tonight
No more waiting, no more space
(fuego) Feel the pressure in this place
Fuego en la calle,
heavy on the beat
Move your body to the heat of the street Fuego en la
calle, past polite tonight Yeah,
we're burning so bright (fuego,
fuego)
Windshield wipers
sweeping the glare
Electric tension
hanging in the air
We are moving, cracking the mold
This is a story
that has never been told
(turn it up)
(caliente) Fuego en la calle,
heavy on the beat
Move your body to the heat of the street Fuego en la
calle, past polite tonight Yeah,
we're burning so bright
(fuego, fuego)
Past polite (fuego) Under the wiper,
we leave it behind