Her eyes they burn so bright in the sun.
No other choice for your blood but to run.
Coke bottle figure's gonna kick out your knees.
Walks with a rythm that you would not believe.
Like a shot from a gun, took just one look and I was done.
I would forsake it all just to hold my latin doll.
She never blinks when she asks for the truth.
Her hips, they hypnotize, when she moves to the groove.
I can't help but smile every time that she laughs.
There aint no tramp stamp on the small of her back.
Like a shot from a gun, all it took was one look and I was done.
I would forsake it all just to hold my latin doll.
I die a little bit inside, every time that we say goodbye.
I stumble and I fall, half a man, I feel six inches tall.
The only fix, the only cure for it all, is to run to her call, so I can hold my latin doll.