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Lyrics
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We make decisions every day
How could I know that I'd be very far away?
In my head - I was on a Spanish island
In a red chair, looking out to sea
Oh - oh, the clouds are so beautiful
And the bright sky is wonderful to see.
Lovely seniorita, In a long white dress, whispering to me
Oh my hero, my handsome hero
How could she know that I was the villain to be?
Oh - oh, her mother told her
Don't trust the gringo because he'll leave
You in heartache, and he;ll lie
And you'll be very, very lucky not to die.
I see the children, playing in the street
And I'm walking to a very strange beat
Oh my darling, my Latin lover
My tears are falling, and I'm crying and I'm weak
Oh - oh, the clouds were so beautiful
And the bright sky was wonderful to see
Oh my darling, my Latin lover
I was too dangerous to meet.
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Credits
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Lyrics Credits: Woody Moran
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Music Credits: Woody Moran
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Producer Credits: Woody Moran & Calvin Banks
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Publisher Credits: copyright 2007 Woody Moran
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Performance Credits: Woody Moran - acoustic guitars & vocals; Jamez - bass; Koorosh Daryaie - percussion & drum programming; Sean Erickson - nylon-string & electric guitar
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Description
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Story Behind the Song:
In 2005, I traveled with four friends to Brazil, Argentina and Uruguay for a two week holiday. As all were music lovers, we sought out the music of each region. A century old samba club in Rio, Sunday evening street tango in Buenos Aires, and a club fiest
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Metadata
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Song Length: 4:22
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Primary Genre: Latin-Rock
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Secondary Genre: Pop-Rock
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Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
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Subject Matter 1: Dysfunctional Relations
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Similar Artist 1: Eagles, The
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Similar Artist 2: Santana
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