Juan Luis Guerra Medicine For My Soul
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I was listening to a radiostation last night
A shrink, Dr. Luis, was giving counsel on the line
I dialed 305 594 1185
(three o' five, five ninety-four eleven eighty-five)
Hey doc, I'm calling about a latin girl I met on a web site
She tastes to me like a honeycomb
Y tiene la llave de mi corazón
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
I'm from Louisiana, she's from San Pedro de Macoris,
You know the land of baseball players,
Where Sammy Sosa lives
She likes to drink papaya juice and paint caribbean trees
Oh, we don't have too much in common
But love is blind as you can see
She tastes to me like a honeycomb
Sweet to my heart, medicine for my soul
Girl I want to feel your heart
And hope you love me too
You know I can't stop loving you, babe
I said mambo
Love me, yeah
Love me, yeah
Establish your emotions
Make a point, you're on the air
Should I go and visit her
Should I learn spanish words
Should I cry, should I face
Some political concerns
Should I join a social club
Should I peel a coconut
Movin' in, movin' on,
Merengue bachata y son, now
She tastes to me like a honeycomb
Y tiene la llave de mi corazón
Dance !
Dance !
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Dance !
Should I get down on my knees
Should I dance a latin beat
Should I laugh should I get
A romantic membership
Should I play my conga drums
Should I sing 'La Vie en Rose'
Moving in, moving on
Merengue, bachata y son, now
She tastes to me like a honeycomb
Y tiene la llave de mi corazón
Girl I want to feel your heart
And hope you love me too
You know I can't stop loving you, babe
She tastes to me like a honeycomb
Y tiene la llave de mi corazón
You're so sweet, to me, yeah
You're so sweet
You're so sweet, to me, baby
You're so sweet, to me, baby
You're so sweet
Yeah yeah yeah
She tastes to me like a honeycomb
Y tiene la llave de mi corazón
Sweet to my heart
Ehh baby now
Sweet to my heart
Sweet to my heart
Sweet to my heart
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Sweet to my heart
Yeah baby
She tastes to me like a honeycomb
Tu tienes la llave de mi corazón
