Three Nights In Rio (feat. Carlos Santana)

You knew we had to come back like this, right man

It's too hot in New York, man (yeah)

It's too hot in New York, man (give me)

Three nights in Rio de Janeiro with no sounds of buses (let's go)

No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence

Mucho trabajo, poquito dinero, means I work hard and have a warm day

Playin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach

I'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my feet

It's too hot in New York, I had to get away

So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach in the shade

When I was young, they called me Robin Hood

'Cause I stole from the rich and I gave to the poor (yeah)

Went back home, mama whooped on my ass

Said I'll be damned if I let you live like that (c'mon)

Meanwhile, next door neighbors jumpin'

Beatin' on his wife while the kids were watchin'

Later that day we was out on the porch

And fantasize we was out of New York, we woke up in

Three nights in Rio de Janeiro with no sounds of buses

No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence (let's go)

Mucho trabajo, poquito dinero, means I work hard and have a warm day

Playin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach

I'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my feet

It's too hot in New York, I had to get away

So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach in the shade

I'm in your hood like your neighbors were Spider-Man

I'm in the club 'fore I entered the stadium (yeah)

I bring the vibe like the days of the Tribe

Before I had the fame, I was servin' the fries

So who better to know about a nine-to-five

Wakin' up at five with the cold in my eyes (yeah)

Now my daddy, he can rest in peace

From the belly of the beast to the sunniest beach, let's go

Three nights in Rio de Janeiro with no sounds of buses

No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence

Mucho trabajo, poquito dinero, means I work hard and have a warm day

Playin' my guitar, used to daydream at the stars

Prayin' if I ever make it, I'm gon' help my family make it

From the streets of Brooklyn, to the Jersey talent show?

I'm a stand on stage and play this guitar 'til I fall

Santana, let me get some help

Santana, let me get some help

Eh, this one goes out to those who work, follow and come

Keep your head up, 'cause if I made it, you can make it too one, day

Three nights in Rio de Janeiro with no sounds of buses

No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence

Mucho trabajo, poquito dinero, means I work hard and have a warm day

Playin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach (yeah)

I'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my feet

It's too hot in New York, I had to get away (yeah)

So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach in the shade

It's too hot in New York, man

It's too hot in New York, man (ah)

It's too hot in New York, man

It's too hot, hey

It's too hot in New York, man (whoa)

It's too hot in New York, man

It's too hot in New York, man

It's too hot, hey

Yeah, Carlos Santana with the Preacher's son

It's the world tour (c'mon, too hot)

You know I ain't leavin' without shouting out Miss Celia Cruz (brr)

Y'all know better, let's go now

Guantanamera, Celia will always love ya (azuka)

Guantanamera, Clef with the Carlos Santana (azuka)

Guantanamera, Celia will always miss ya (azuka)

Guantanamera, Clef with the Carlos Santana (azuka)