I remember one night at a party in Spanish Harlem
I met this bonita Latina by the name of Carmen
Face was pure s**y, curves were erótica
Her black hair, her walk, and her eyes were hipnótica
She walked to my table and she greeted with a hello
Conversation during, she thought I was a funny fellow
Like Lou Costello, but then the music started playing
She stepped right on the dance floor and got her booty swaying
Right away I joined with my hands right on her hips
Her arms wrapped around my neck, a kiss right on the lips
Caused my hands rubbing on her a**, never want to break away
And this relationship almost happened straightaway
As our lips pulled away, I asked her, “Do you got a lover?”
She replied, “No, estoy sola”, and then she gave me her number
Then she said, “No lo pierdas, papi, and don't be late”
And what I'm wondering there and then is if this was fate
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The woman named Carmen, what a s**y Hispanic
Booty so big, got every man speaking Spanish
Known for the joy and arousal she brings
One moment with that mesmerizing woman can change things
Later I get to the crib and ring the doorbell
And what happened after the door opened, well
There was Carmen, standing, looking s**y as hell
Another thing that captivated me was the perfume smell
She said, “¿Está impresionado, baby?” I replied, “Yes
Cause your curves are much better when you're wearing that dress
You looking fine, though, I must confess.”
She was right there giggling like she was impressed
Then she took my hand and pulled me straight inside her house
And as she took me in, she threw me straight on the couch
Puckering her lips and going fast, she planted a kiss
That has just made that night one moment to reminisce
Then we started making out right here, my hands all over her body
Our version of kickin' it like Karate
Normally I'd tome lento, but this night is going great
And then I'm thinking to myself, ‘This must be fate'
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