1. [bad word] from a foreign place an island far away 
Intrigues me with every move 
Til I'm breathless, I'm helpless сan't keep my cool 
Steals my heart when he takes my hand 
And we dance to the rhythm of the band 
Feel his fingertips grip my hips 
And I slip as we dip into a state of bliss 

Mama used to warn me to beware those latin lovers 
Said I gave my heart too soon 
And that's how I became your mother 
Said ay mama, you seem to forget I'm not in love yet 
Sweet talk don't win me over but I realize 
Big brown eyes I'm hypnotized when he says 

 [bad word] 
I am full blood boricua 
Read the tattoo on his arm 
He tells me "Mami, I need ya!" 
And my heartbeat pumps so strong 
Getting lost in a ritmo 
He whispers Te quiero, Te quiero 
I begin to give in with no hesitation 
Can't help my infatuation 
It's pure infatuation 

2. Skin the color of cinnamon his eyes light up and I'm filled within 
Feels so good it must be a sin 
I can't stop what I started I'm giving in 
He brings life to my fantasies 
Sparks a passion inside of me 
Find the words and I cannot speak 
In the silence, his heartbeat is music to me 

Mama used to warn me not [bad word] love with another 
Said I'm not trying to lecture 
I just care about my daughter 
Ay mama, you seem to forget I never would let 
man control my emotions 
When he smiles I feel like a little child when he says 

 [bad word] 

Bridge:
Caught between my mother's words and what I feel inside 
Wanting to explore his world but part of me wants to hide 
Should I risk it can't resist it 
This has caught me by surprise 
Should I let him take me to Puerto Rico 
I can't hold back no more let's go tonight 

Papi hold me, say that you adore me (you adore me)
Never let go, never leave me lonely (leaving me lonely)
Papi hold me, say that you adore me (ohh)
Never let go, never leave me lonely

 [bad word] 
It's pure infatuation 
Can't help my infatuation