1st Verse
Like a gift from the heavens, it was easy to tell,
It was love from above, like it saved me from hell, She had fire in her soul it was easy to see,
And the devil himself could be pulled out of me, There were drums in the air as she started to dance,
Every soul in the room keeping time with there hands,
And we sang…

(Chorus)
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
And the voices bang like the angels sing,
We’re singing…
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
And we danced on into the night,
Ay oh ay oh,
Ay oh ay oh,
And we danced on into the night,

2nd Verse
Like a piece to the puzzle that falls into place,
You could tell how we felt from the look on her face,
She was spinning in circles with the moon in her eyes,
The room left them moving between you and I,
We forgot where we were and we lost track of time,
And we sang to the wind as we danced through the night,
And we sang…

(Chorus)
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
And the voices bang like the angels sing,
We’re singing…
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
And we danced on into the night,
Ay oh ay oh,
Ay oh ay oh,
And we danced on into the night,
Ay oh ay oh,
Ay oh ay oh,
And we danced on into the night,

(Santana solo)

1st Verse repeated
Like a gift from the heavens, it was easy to tell,
It was love from above, like it saved me from hell, She had fire in her soul it was easy to see,
And the devil himself could be pulled out of me, There were drums in the air as she started to dance,
Every soul in the room keeping time with there hands,
And we sang…

(Chorus)
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
And the voices bang like the angels sing,
We’re singing…
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
And we danced on into the night,
Ay oh ay oh,
Ay oh ay oh,
And we danced on into the night,
(And the voices bang like the angels sing),
Ay oh ay oh,
Ay oh ay oh,
And we danced on into the night,
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
(Ay oh ay oh),
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
(Ay oh ay oh),
Singing ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
(Ay oh ay oh),
And we danced on into the night…
Maria Maria

Ho Maria Maria
She reminds me of a west side story
Growing up in Spanish Harlem
She's living the life just like a movie star

Ho Maria Maria
She fell in love in East L.A.
To the sounds of the guitar, yeah, yeah
Played by Carlos Santana

Stop the looting, stop the shooting
Pick pocking on the corner
See as the rich is getting richer
The poor is getting poorer

Se mira Maria on the corner
Thinking of ways to make it better
In my mailbox there's an eviction letter
Somebody just said see you later

Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola

Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola

I said a la favella los colores
The streets are getting hotter
There is no water to put out the fire
Mi canto la esperanza

Se mira Maria on the corner
Thinking of ways to make it better
Then I looked up in the sky
Hoping of days of paradise

Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola

Maria you know you're my lover
When the wind blows I can feel you
Through the weather and even when we're apart
It feels like we're together

Freedom, freedom
Get up stand up, let's celebrate

Freedom, talking about freedom
This is the time for redemption

Freedom, don't you want freedom for everybody
This is the time for liberation

Freedom, don't you want freedom for your children
This is the day of celebration

Let's celebrate, I said let's celebrate, we're gonna celebrate
celebrate, oh yeah
 

(Feat. Mary J. Blige, Sleepy Brown, Big Boi)

[Intro - Big Boi]
Booooooom, boooooom, booooom...
Santana's in the room
Booooooom, boooooom, booooom...
Mary J's in the room
Booooooom, boooooom, ba-BOOM booom...
Big Boi, Beat Bullies let's ride, WOOF!!

[Chorus 2X - Mary J. Blige]
I got a man and he's so good to me
I give love and he gives it back to me
Say it for me once if you know what I mean
I said, my man's what a man's supposed to be

La-la-la-laaaaaaaaa (laaaa-laaaa-laaaaa)
La-la-la-laaaaaaaaa (laaaa-laaaa-laaaaa)
La-la-la-laaaaaaaaa (laaaa-laaaa-laaaaa)
aaaaah, la-da-da-daaaaa

[Verse One - Mary J. Blige]
He opens his arms, and holds on to me
He tells me he loves me, and ohhh I feeeeel it
And all that I am, and all that I�ll be-ee
Is there in his eyes, when I hear him sayin' pleeeeeease

[Big Boi (Sleepy Brown)]
(Who loves you baby?) I do, I do trust you
See see this ain't just bout havin sex, I don't even have to touch you
But you lustful I'm buggin, you feel me bulgin while we huggin
We all over one another - scattered, covered, smothered
You're my choosey lover, never lovin others, only rubbin me [me]
Satisfy Big to the utmost mentally and physically [-ly]
Every king must crown a queen to make his kingdom mean anything
Thro', thick and slim we gon' win, we a TEAM by any means, shy'all

[Chorus 2X]

La-la-la-laaaaaaaaa (laaaa-laaaa-laaaaa)
La-la-la-laaaaaaaaa (laaaa-laaaa-laaaaa)
La-la-la-laaaaaaaaa (laaaa-laaaa-laaaaa)
aaaaah, la-da-da-daaaaa

[Verse Two - Mary J. Blige]
The TOUCH of his hand, the sound of his voice
The way that he loves me, 'til he knows I feeeeel it
And all through the night, forever rejoice
The angel above me, starts to sweetly sing to meeeeeeee...

[Big Boi (Sleepy Brown)]
(Who loves you baby?) I do, I do adore you
I'm the best man for the job, another man couldn't do nothin for ya
Cause you're spicy just like me, we come together like thunder and lightning
With all of that scratchin and bitin - so excitin it's frightening!
I'm your do-right MAN and you're my do right not my just for to-night woman
Makin me feel just like a baker - quick to put sumthin in your oven!
Not no dumplin's or no stuffin but our own lil' flesh and blood'n
A bouncin lil' baby sumthin, pretty gurl or handsome son chiiiiild..

[Chorus]

La-la-la-laaaaaaaaa (laaaa-laaaa-laaaaa)
La-la-la-laaaaaaaaa (laaaa-laaaa-laaaaa)
La-la-la-laaaaaaaaa (laaaa-laaaa-laaaaa)
aaaaah, la-da-da-daaaaa

[Outro - Mary J. Blige]
He opens his arms...
And hooooooooolds on to me...
I got a man, yeah..
I got a maaaan, yeah yeeaaaaaaah, yeah
(My man's what a man's supposed to be...)
It's what a man's supposed to be
Yeah, 'ey, eyyyyyy-EYYYYYYYY
(My man's what a man's supposed to be...)
YEAH yeah
IIIIIIIIIIIII got a man!
IIIIIIIIIIIII got a man!
(My man's what a man's supposed to be...)
IIIIIIIIIIIII got a man-yea yeaaaaaaaah errrrhah yeah...

[Carlos Santana plays a soul-touching guitar riff til music fades]

Man it's a hot one
Like seven inches from the midday sun
I hear you whisper & the words melt everyone
But you stay so cool
My mu-equita, my Spanish harlem mona lisa
Your my reason for reason
The step in my groove

And if you say this life ain't good enough
I would give my world to lift you up
I could change my life to better suit your mood
Cause you're so smooth

And just like the ocean under the moon
Well that's the same emotion that I get from you
You got the kind of lovin that can be so smooth
Gimme your heart, make it real
Or else forget about it

I'll tell you one thing
If you would leave it would be a crying shame
In every breath and every word I hear your name calling me out
Out from the barrio, you hear my rhythm from your radio
You feel the turning of the world so soft and slow
Turning you round and round