

(uno, dos, tres, let's go!)
It's two AM, I'm spinning in the crowd
Asking for directions but the music is too loud
Sticky floor, plastic cup in my hand
Hey amigo, tell me where we land
Raise it up, make it splash
(salud!) Plastic cup toast,
let it crash
Toast with the plastic cup under the heat
(arriba!) Lost in the rhythm on the sticky street
(ooh-yeah) Toast with the plastic cup,
feel the bass drop
We're
not gonna stop
Tourist in the city,
smiling through the heat
Lost my map but I found the beat
Another splash, another cup held high
Underneath the heavy summer sky
Toast with the plastic cup under the heat
(arriba!) Lost in the rhythm on the sticky street
(ooh-yeah) Toast with the plastic cup,
feel the bass drop
We're
not gonna stop
Lost in the heat
Two AM (salud...)