Vanessa! Damn, this is nice I really like what they’ve done with the lights So, the hot club in Washington Heights You might be right, this music’s tight Yo, did I mention that you look great tonight Because you do you really Usnavi, relax! Relax, qué relaxed? I’m relaxed Wepa! Vanessa! So you’ve been here before I don’t go out, I get so busy with the store Y cada día it’s a brand new chore My arms are sore, no time for the dance floor But maybe you and me should hang out some more I’m such a dork, but I Let’s go get a drink Something sweet You know me, a little bit of cinnamon Wepa! Vanessa! Here’s to getting fired! And killing the mood! Salud! Without so much as a “thank you!” After five long years Cheers! To finally getting Vanessa! Man, fix your collar Holler! To doing shots on a weekend! As long as you buy ‘em, l’chaim! Hey you! Who? You! Who, me? You wanna dance? Naw, man Okay, I took my chance It’s cool, it’s cool, hey, if you want to You don’t mind? I’m fine! I’m fine! Yo! Yo! Who’s Vanessa talkin’ to? Some dude! Some dude?! That’s messed up, she’s tryin’ to make you jealous! Jealous, I ain’t jealous, I can take all these fellas, whatever! Benny, can we take a walk outside? And there she is I’m so sorry, I didn’t know Who let you in? Yo, this is the girl who cost us our jobs today! I’m going to make it right! A toast to the end of all I know! You’ve had enough! Says the girl who has it all That’s not fair Well why don’t you run home to daddy? He loves to remind me that I’ll never be good enough for your family, for you You don’t know me Poor you I thought you were different Salud Vanessa, let me get the next one! Vanessa, let me interject some! The way you sweat, the way you flex on the floor It makes me want you more! Vanessa, let me get the next one! Vanessa, let me interject some! The way you sweat, the way you flex on the floor It makes me want you more! Vanessa, let me get the next one! Vanessa, let me interject some! The way you sweat, the way you flex on the floor It makes me want you more! Bartender! Let me get an amaretto sour for this ghetto flower! How are you so pretty? You complete me You had me at "hello," you know you need me Truly, madly, deeply, let’s get freaky Oh I get it you’re the strong and silent type Well, I’m the Caribbean island type And I can drive you wild all night! But I digress! Say something so I don’t stress No hablo inglés Yes!
Written by: Lin-Manuel Miranda
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