Carlos Santana
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Man it's a hot one, like seven inches from the midday sun.
I hear you whispering the words to not everyone, but you stay so cool.
My monolita, my Spanish hearted monolita, you're my reason for reason, except in my
head.
And if you said this life ain't good enough, I would give my world to lift you up, I could
And change my life to better suit your mood
Because you're so fuckin' smooth
And it's just like the ocean under the moon
It's the same sweet emotion that I get from you
You got the kind of lovin' that can be so smooth, yeah
Give me your heart, make it real, or else forget about it
Boy, I'll tell you one thing
If you leave it be, I'll cry in shame
In every breath, in every word
I hear your name calling me out
Out from the burial
You hear my rhythm on your radio
You feel the turning of the world, so soft and slow
It's turning you round and round
And if you said this life ain't good enough
I would give my world to lift you up
I could change my life to better suit your mood
Because you're so fucking smooth
And it's just like the ocean under the moon
It's the same sweet emotion that I get from you
You got the kind of lovin' that can be so smooth, yeah
Give me your heart, make it real, or else forget about it
And it's just like the ocean under the moon
It's the same sweet emotion that I get from you
You got the kind of lovin' that can be so smooth, yeah
Give me your heart, make it real
Or else forget about it
Or else forget about it
Or else forget about it
Let's forget about it
Give me your heart, make it real
Let's don't forget about it, yeah
Let's don't forget about it, yeah
Let's don't forget about it, yeah
Let's don't forget about it, yeah
Let's don't forget about it, yeah
Oh yeah
Let's don't forget about it
Give me your heart, make it real