𝒮𝓊𝓂𝓂𝑒𝓇 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓉

Yeah, South Beach, turn the heat up. The sun is setting, but the night is just beginning. Dale! Ocean Drive is glowing in the neon light The humidity is rising, everything feels right The sand is still warm from the golden sun The party in the city has only just begun I see the palm trees swaying to the heavy beat There’s a rhythm in the pavement, a fire in the street. Oh, it’s Muy Caliente, the air is thick and sweet South Beach mamacitas dancing to the heat From the velvet rope to the crashing tide With the rhythm of the salsa, there’s nowhere to hide Muy Caliente, let the music take control Miami in the summer, it’s burning in my soul. Designer shades on, looking at the view Every mamacita knows exactly what to do Moving like a wave, yeah, they’re flowing with the flow Underneath the moonlight, putting on a show The mojitos are cold but the vibe is set to blaze Lost in the magic of these Miami nights and days. Mira cómo baila, con ese movimiento Siente la brisa, se lleva el sentimiento Las mamacitas reinas de toda la arena Bailando salsa pura, quitando las penas Miami es la casa, el calor no se acaba Sigue la rumba, que la noche nos alaba. Oh, it’s Muy Caliente, the air is thick and sweet South Beach mamacitas dancing to the heat From the velvet rope to the crashing tide With the rhythm of the salsa, there’s nowhere to hide Muy Caliente, let the music take control Miami in the summer, it’s burning in my soul. The bass is bumping loud, shaking up the floor Every time we finish, we’re screaming out for more The energy is electric, the crowd is feeling bold Stories of the summer that never will grow old So grab a partner, let the percussion play We’re dancing until the breaking of the day. Siente el tambor, que retumba en el pecho Bailando en la playa, bajo el cielo estrecho South Beach brilla, pura candela La música suena, la vida vuela No pares ahora, sigue el compás Miami te atrapa, no mires atrás. The heat is rising, can you feel the spark? We’re lighting up the shadows in the middle of the dark No stopping now, the rhythm is our guide Miami summer, nowhere to hide! Muy Caliente... Yeah, South Beach heat. Keep it moving, mamacita. Until the sun comes up. Dale, dale, dale.