Baila Mal Conmigo
Fourth-generation musician who says the family curse is that none of them can hold a job
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 112
- key
- D minor
- energy
- 0.69
- dance
- 0.92
- valence
- 0.54
- vocal at
- 12.4s
- length
- 3:14
- language
- Sp
lyrics
(brass section tunes up, somebody claps) ¡Oye! I got two left feet — ¿y qué? I stepped on both your feet, mi amor Your tía dropped the rum-soaked cake You laughed until you hit the floor Best sound a man could ever make (¡eso! ¡eso!) I can't dance, but I can love (¡no puede! — but he tries!) That's rhythm enough ¡Baila mal conmigo! ¡Baila mal conmigo! (mal, mal, pero contigo) Wrong steps, right girl, let's go ¡Baila mal conmigo! ¡Baila mal conmigo! The photographer begged, one still frame Even the priest was in the line Your abuela stole my champagne At ninety-one she's doing fine (¡salud, abuela!) ¡Baila mal conmigo! ¡Baila mal conmigo! (mal, mal, pero contigo) Wrong steps, right girl, let's go ¡Baila mal conmigo! ¡Baila mal conmigo! Between us, te confieso (shh, shh) I practiced in the mirror for a year Still terrible. Ven acá. ¡Baila mal conmigo! ¡Baila mal conmigo! (mal, mal, pero contigo) Wrong steps, right girl, let's go ¡Baila mal conmigo! ¡Baila mal conmigo! (¡mal, mal, pero contigo!) (a chair scrapes, more people join in) (¡otra! ¡otra!)