SMOOTH, ca sĩ Santana - VIETNAMOBILE

Man, it's a hot one, like seven inches
from the midday sun
I hear you whisper and the words melt
everyone, but you stay so cool
My L'equita, my Spanish Harlem Mona
Lisa
You're my reason for reason, the step in
my groove
. . . and if you said this life ain't
good enough, I would give my world to
life you up
I could change my life to better suit
your mood
'Cause you're so smooth
. . . and it's just like the ocean,
under the moon
Well, that's the same as the emotion
that I get from you
You got the kind of lovin' that could be
so smooth
So give me your heart, make it real, or
else forget about it
Well, I'll tell you one thing- if you
would leave it'd be a crying shame
In every breath and ever word, I hear
your name calling me out
Out from the barrio, you hear my rhythm
on your radio
You feel the turning of the world, so
soft and slow . . .
Turning you 'round, and 'round
. . . and if you said this life ain't
good enough, I would give my world to
life you up
I could change my life to better suit
your mood
Cause you're so smooth
. . . and it's just like the ocean,
under the moon
Well, that's the same as the emotion
that I get from you
You got the kind of lovin' that could be
so smooth
So give me your heart, make it real, or
else forget about it
. . . and if you said this life ain't
good enough, I would give my world to
life you up
I could change my life to better suit
your mood
'Cause you're so smooth
. . . and it's just like the ocean,
under the moon
Well, that's the same as the emotion
that I get from you
You got the kind of lovin' that could be
so smooth
So give me your heart, make it real, or
else forget about it
Or else forget about it . . . or else
forget about it . . . oh, let's don't
forget about it
(Gimmie your heart, make it real) oh-
let's don't forget about it, yea
(Oh) let's don't forget about it
let's don't forget about it
let's don't forget about it