Barcelona sing and play along

Well, get up up on the dance floor tonight.

I got two left feet and a bottle of red wine,

making me feel like the beat and the bass line are in my blood,

both hands upon her waistline.

Get 'er on up, baby, dance to the rhythm of the music;

don't care what the D.

J. chooses.

Get lost in the rhythm of me;

place don't close until we wanna leave it.

You and I, we're flying on an aeroplane tonight.

We're going somewhere where the sun is shining bright.

Just close

your eyes, and let's pretend we're dancing in the street

in Barcelona.

Barcelona.

Barcelona.

Barcelona.

Well, get up up on the dance floor;

move, it's a Saturday night.

I fell in love with the sparkle in the moonlight reflected in your beautiful eyes.

I guess that it's destiny doing it right.

And dance like they do in the Mediterranean,

spin you around me again and again.

You're like something that God has sent me.

I want you, baby, solamente.

Barcelona.

Barcelona.

Oh, Barcelona.

So let's pretend we're dancing in the street

in Barcelona.

Las Ramblas, I'll meet you.

We'll dance around La Sagrada Familia,

drinking Sangria.

Mi niña, te amo mi cariño.

Mamacita, rica, si tú, te adoro señorita.

Los o viva la vida.

Come on, let's be free in Barcelona.

Las Ramblas, I'll meet you.

Come on and dance with me in Barcelona,

drinking Sangria.

I just want to be in Barcelona.

Mamacita, rica, feel that summer breeze in Barcelona.

Los o viv'la vida.

Siempre vida, Barcelona.