Guantanamera
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Wyclef Jean, Ms. Lauryn Hill, Celia Cruz, Jeni Fujita
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♪ Azucar ♪
("Guantanamera" by Wyclef
Jean ft. Ms. Lauryn Hill,)
(Celia Cruz, Jeni Fujita)
♪ Guantanamera ♪
♪ We out here in Miami just shinin' ♪
♪ Guajila, Guantanamera ♪
♪ Worldwide ♪
♪ Guantanamera ♪
♪ 'Bout to bring it to you in stereo ♪
♪ Guajila, Guantanamera ♪
(frightening string music)
- So this guitar player,
who fall in love with Guantanamera,
he fall in love with the wrong girl.
'Cause Borracho Muchacho
(horror sound effect)
had his eye on the muchacha.
And he wanted to turn
her into a bad girl, man.
Well, Borracho and his boys,
(growling)
they find the guitar player,
(frightening music)
(woman screaming)
they hold him down,
(glass shattering)
they cut off his hand.
(screaming)
Guitar player would never
play a guitar again.
- Wyclef Gene, front and center.
You're bailed out.
- That was then.
This is now.
("Guantanamera" by Wyclef
Jean ft. Ms. Lauryn Hill,)
(Celia Cruz, Jeni Fujita)
♪ Welcome to the carnival ♪
♪ The arrival ♪
♪ Come on ♪
♪ Spanish Harlem ♪
♪ Oahh-eee-ohh ♪
♪ Boogie Down Bronx ♪
♪ Oahh-eee-ohh ♪
♪ Manhattan ♪
♪ Oahh-eee-ohh ♪
♪ Back to Staten ♪
♪ Oahh-eee-ohh ♪
♪ Guantanamera ♪
♪ Hey yo I'm standing at
the bar with a Cuban cigar ♪
♪ Guajira, guantanamera ♪
♪ Hey, yo, I think she's
eyeing me from afar ♪
♪ Guantanamera ♪
♪ Guajira, guantanamera ♪
♪ Yo, I wrote this in
Haiti, overlooking Cuba ♪
♪ I asked her what's her
name, she said, Guantanamera ♪
♪ Remind me of an old latin
song, my uncle used to play ♪
♪ On his old forty-five
when he used to be alive ♪
♪ She went from a young girl,
to a grown woman like a virgin ♪
♪ So she sex with no average man ♪
♪ Peep the figure, move
like a caterpillar ♪
♪ Fly like a butterfly, let
your soul feel her glide ♪
♪ Pac Woman, better yet Space Invader ♪
♪ If your name was Chun-Li,
we'd be playin' Street Fighter ♪
♪ Penny for your thoughts,
a nickel for your kiss ♪
♪ A dime if you tell me
that you love me, come on ♪
♪ Guantanamera ♪
♪ Hey yo I'm standing at
the bar with a Cuban cigar ♪
♪ Guajira, guantanamera ♪
♪ Hey, yo, I think she's
eyeing me from afar ♪
♪ Guantanamera ♪
♪ Guajira, guantanamera ♪
♪ Soy una mujer sincera ♪
♪ Do you speak English? ♪
♪ De donde crece la palma ♪
♪ Can I buy you a drink ♪
♪ Soy una mujer, sincera ♪
♪ De donde crece la palma ♪
♪ You killin' me ♪
♪ Y antes de morir, yo quiero ♪
♪ Cantar mis versos del alma ♪
♪ Te quiero mama, te quiero ♪
♪ Guantanamera ♪
♪ Hey yo I'm standing at
the bar with a Cuban cigar ♪
♪ Guajira, guantanamera ♪
♪ Hey, yo, John Forte, I think
she's eyeing me from afar ♪
♪ Guantanamera ♪
♪ Guajira, guantanamera ♪
♪ Yo, she was a rose in Spanish Harlem ♪
♪ She was a rose ♪
♪ Mamacita, beg your pardon ♪
♪ In Spanish Harlem ♪
♪ Make stakes at a faster
rate than she fornicates ♪
♪ Pure traits of genius,
goddess of Black Venus ♪
♪ Crab, angry cause they
can't get between us ♪
♪ To no seleccion, smooth complexion ♪
♪ The lexicon of Lexington,
parents came from Cuba ♪
♪ Part Mexican, pure sweet,
dimes fell to her feet ♪
♪ She like Movado, and shook
her hips like Delgado ♪
♪ And broke, down from
the grounds to Apollo ♪
♪ And then some, she took
her act sent it to dim sum ♪
♪ And waited patiently
while the businessmen come ♪
♪ Call late on purpose, got
even politicians nervous ♪
♪ And made plans to infiltrate
the street secret service ♪
♪ This gentle flower,
fertility was her power ♪
♪ Sweet persona, Venus
Flytrap primadonna ♪
♪ Que sera, que sera, she
turned dinero to dinera ♪
(glass shattering)
♪ Guantanamera ♪
♪ Hey yo I'm standing at
the bar with a Cuban cigar ♪
♪ Guajira, guantanamera ♪
♪ Hey, yo, I think she's
eyeing me from afar ♪
♪ Guantanamera ♪
♪ Guajira, guantanamera ♪
♪ Ha ha ♪
♪ Guantanamera ♪
♪ Hey yo I'm standing at
the bar with a Cuban cigar ♪
♪ Guajira, guantanamera ♪
♪ Hey, yo, I think she's
eyeing me from afar ♪
♪ Guantanamera ♪
♪ Guajira, guantanamera ♪
♪ Ha ha ♪
♪ A boy like that ♪
♪ He'd kill your brotha, kill him ♪
♪ That's right, he kill your brotha ♪
♪ Miami ♪
♪ To the NYC ♪
♪ To New Jersey ♪
♪ Come on ♪
