

Yeah
Half-lit sign,
late July
Gas-station coffee, pretending we're shy
Flash on the camera,
look away quick
Frame the photo, play the old trick (ooh-la-la)
The humidity is heavy now
(so heavy)
Fuego en la noche,
dynamic and wild
Under the canopy, sweet and defiled Fuego en la noche,
we move to the beat
Capturing moments of beautiful heat
(dale, dale, yeah)
(dale, dale, yeah)
Your eyes reflect the fluorescent glow
Pretending it's candid, putting on a show
Plastic cup melting in the coastal breeze
We live for nights
just like these (shhh)