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You we had to come back like this, right man
It's too hot in New man
It's too hot in New man, give me

Three in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses
No ambulance, no police sirens to my silence
Mucho poquito dinero
Means I work hard and I have no

my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach
I'm margaritas as the water splash my feet
It's too hot in New York I had to get
So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach the shade

When I was young called me Robin Hood
'Cos I from the rich and I gave to the poor
back home, mama whooped on my ass
Said, "I'll be damned if I let you live that"

Meanwhile next door neighbors
Beatin' on his while the kids were watchin'
Later that day we was out on the
And we was out of New York, we woke up in

Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no of buses
No ambulance, no sirens to interrupt my silence
Mucho trabajo poquito
Means I work hard and I no money

my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach
I'm sippin' margaritas as the splash my feet
too hot in New York I had to get away
So here's a ticket, meet me on the under the shade

I'm in your hood like your neighbors were man
But then I'm in the club I entered the stadium
I the vibe like the days of the tribe
Before I had the fame I was the fries

So who to know about a nine-to-five
up at five with the cold in my eyes
Now my daddy, he can rest in
From the belly of the beast to the sunniest beach, go

Three in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses
No ambulance, no police to interrupt my silence
Mucho trabajo poquito
Means I work hard and I have no

Playin' my guitar, used to at the stars
Prayin' if I ever make it, I'm gon' help my family it
From the streets of Brooklyn, to the canny shores
I'm a stand on stage and play this guitar till I

Santana, let me get help
Santana, let me get help

This one out for those, who work for low income
your head up, 'cos if I made it, you can make it too one day

Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of
No ambulance, no police sirens to my silence
Mucho trabajo dinero
Means I hard and I have no money

Playin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the
I'm sippin' margaritas as the water my feet
too hot in New York I had to get away
So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach under the

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

It's too hot in New man
It's too hot in New man
It's too hot in New man
It's too hot,

Yeah, Carlos with the Preacher's son
It's the tour, too hot

You know I ain't leavin' Santana on this Celia [Incomprehensible]
know better, let's go now

Guantanamera, Celia will always ya
Guantanamera, Clef with the Santana
Guantanamera, will always miss ya
Guantanamera, with the Carlos Santana