Me and my friendswe went out last night
To a small simple club on the nights
It didn’t have much roombut [bad word] they never do
Just chairsa few tablesand some food
small cramped band started playingand all the room was swaying
Soon I found myself dancingwith a tall dark man
I was in a trancea sort of romance
Between the rhythm and my soulohh
 [bad word] 
OoohI wake up in the morning
And it’s all meI can hear the calling
And it’s haunting each and everything
I didn’t know my latin love was oh so strong
Even in the middle of romancingreally love the rhythm when I’m dancing
Can’t deny the spirit when you feel the latin soul
After that nightmy life had changed
I had no control and now I would behave
Every chance I gotI was at the club
Wining and dining like there was no tomorrow
Oooohooohso free
Oooohooohso meyea yea
Oooohooohso lifting
And I don’t want it to stopno
 [bad word] 2x)
If your life can’t seem to get goinghopelessness is showing
To your souland to latin
Get into the soundsof the rhythms beating out
Cuz when your dancingyour spirit will be freeyea
Oooohooohso free yea
Oooohooohso meyea yea
Oooohooohso upliftingyea
And I don’t want it to stopno
 [bad word] 3x)