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maraca la murga mamà 
coro:esta es la rumba del panamà


     by Luis Rivasplata
a Mexican vest and a red hippie hat on
Maracas in my left hand, stick in my right
There are canyons there are caverns
There are boarder roadside taverns
I
With a Mexican vest and a red hippie hat on.
Maracas in my left hand, stick in my right.

There are canyons; there are caverns
There are border
by the way you're simultaneously playing piano
Pan flute, maracas and a gong next to me right now

It almost makes me regret calling you fat
Stupid,
maraca la murga mamà 
coro:esta es la rumba del panamà


     by Luis Rivasplata
maraca la murga mamà 
coro:esta es la rumba del panamà


     by Luis Rivasplata
(Egan)

It's a dead-end job and the money is low,
And the time goes by so slow.
If I stay too long it could bring me down,
So I might as well take
Bass and Mini-Moog
Joe Jammer: Electric Guitar
Andrew Steele: Drums, Tambourines, Congas, Triangle, Chimes, Maracas, Wood Blocks, Cowbell, Claves
Guitar
Andrew Steele: Drums, Tambourines, Congas, Triangle, Chimes, Maracas, Wood Blocks, Cowbell, Claves and Jawbones
Bernie Holland: Electric Guitar
Bass and Mini-Moog
Joe Jammer: Electric Guitar
Andrew Steele: Drums, Tambourines, Congas, Triangle, Chimes, Maracas, Wood Blocks, Cowbell, Claves
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Yeah, Akon, Miss Fatty's are burning on the dancefloor
Red one, It's nice to be nice, Mohombi
It's even nicer
I'm okay by the end of Sunday 
I have no money, 'cause she so 

Picky, picky, picky, picky, picky 
Demasiado picky, picky, picky, picky, picky 
Si
maraca la murga mamà 
coro:esta es la rumba del panamà


     by Luis Rivasplata
of his imaginary friend

In Camden Town I'll meet you by the underground
In Camden Town we'll walk there as the sun goes down
In Camden Town
In Camden
of his imaginary friend

In Camden Town I'll meet you by the underground
In Camden Town we'll walk there as the sun goes down
In Camden Town
In Camden
many MC's, but I don't gain no weight

The number one chief rocka, clean out yo' rap lockers
I'm as stiff as a board, y'all more shook than maracas
But
sing Frere Jacques
If not there, I'm somewhere mixing vodkas
In a far off land, where they shake maracas and shit
Keep it moving like in KIs of coke
a lot of ladies strippin down to they drawers
Hittin the floor like OWWWW
That's him, and by him I mean me
By me, you seem weak homey like yo' heart
barrio

Barrio!

We don't need electricidad!
Get off your butt, avanza!
Saca la maraca, bring your tambourine
Come and join the parranda

Wepa!

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