Desaparecidos - Fiesta Loca Lyrics
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Fiesta Loca
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What Are The Lyrics For Fiesta Loca By Desaparecidos?
Stand up,
Come on, Right now I wanna be your sunshine, so right, tonight. We really ought to stand up, Come on, right now, Lets get it started, Fiesta loca, fiesta loca. Being out, all night, lets go.. Baby tell me, do you wanna? A night to remember.. You've got me burnin' You've got me burnin' up.. You give me fever. Going on all night, I won't play with fire God can only know, here we are again.. It's the point of no return, I've got a dirty mind.. Come get me baby, but now.. Stand up, Come on, Right now.. I wanna be your sunshine, so right, tonight. We really ought to stand up, Come on, right now, Lets get it started, Fiesta loca, fiesta loca, Fiesta loca, fiesta loca, Fiesta, fiesta, fiesta, fiesta Going on all night, I won't play with fire God can only know, here we are again.. It's the point of no return, I've got a dirty mind.. Come get me baby, but now Stand up, Come on, Right now.. I wanna be your sunshine, so right, tonight. We really ought to stand up, Come on, right now, Lets get it started, Fiesta loca, fiesta loca, Fiesta loca, fiesta loca, Fiesta loca, fiesta loca. Fiesta, fiesta. |
Who Wrote Fiesta Loca By Desaparecidos?
Simone Farina, Claudio Vasta, Alessandro Giunta, Giordano Donati, Raffaello Marchesini, Donatella Cirelli
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What's The Duration Of The Fiesta Loca By Desaparecidos?The duration of Fiesta Loca is 4:32 minutes and seconds. |
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