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!. Flamenco, Lambada, but hip-hop is harder. We moonwalk the Foxtrot, then Polka the Salsa. Shake it shake it shake it, haka!. Shake it shake it shake it, haka!. Arriba!. Colours of the world (Spice up your
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!. Flamenco, Lambada, but hip-hop is harder. We moonwalk the Foxtrot, then Polka the Salsa. Shake it shake it shake it, haka!. Shake it shake it shake it, haka!. Arriba!. Colours of the world (Spice up your
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down. Watch my feet spin all around. Like. Step on the ground. . Let's get down, down, down. You see me dancing the flamenco. Like jalapeño. . Oh, check out my body. Look at my brassiere. We
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corazon. Get, get down. Get, get down. Let's get down. Watch my feet spin all around. Like. Step on the ground. Let's get down, down, down. You see me dancing the flamenco. Like jalapeño. Oh, check out my
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down. Watch my feet spin all around. Like. Step on the ground. . Let's get down, down, down. You see me dancing the flamenco. Like jalapeño. . Oh, check out my body. Look at my brassiere. We
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down. Watch my feet spin all around. Like. Step on the ground. . Let's get down, down, down. You see me dancing the flamenco. Like jalapeño. . Oh, check out my body. Look at my brassiere. We
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down. Watch my feet spin all around. Like. Step on the ground. . Let's get down, down, down. You see me dancing the flamenco. Like jalapeño. . Oh, check out my body. Look at my brassiere. We
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Flamenco guitar backing throughout. Deep in the night I climb the stairway to the sea. And pretend you are there beside me, so close beside me, watching the sea. I see us there upon the stairway
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Flamenco guitar backing throughout. Deep in the night I climb the stairway to the sea. And pretend you are there beside me, so close beside me, watching the sea. I see us there upon the stairway
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passage. J'йtais pressй d'кtre а toi. C'est-y-pas vrai?. . A la fois rebelle et soumise. Sous mes doigts. Comme un Flamenco. Je sentais bondir ta chemise. Tu frйmissais comme un taureau. C'est-y
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Y era una tarde de verano anochecia en la ciudad. Entre el flamenco, el vino tinto y una cancin de Serrat. Me hechiz aquella mirada llena de alma y picardia. La alegria de su cuerpo despertaba un
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hand man. Now it's aplan as flamenco turns to -down shakin. There's a jazz jam and Julie's got the whole joint bakin'. And anyone who's fakin' gets a quick anihilation. As we movin' destinations on
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!. Flamenco, Lambada, but hip-hop is harder. We moonwalk the Foxtrot, then Polka the Salsa. Shake it shake it shake it, haka!. Shake it shake it shake it, haka!. Arriba!. Colours of the world (Spice up your
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Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la. Mmm. Uh huh I was down at the New Amsterdam. Staring at this yellow-haired girl. Mr Jones strikes up a conversation. With a black-haired flamenco dancer. You know
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