Wyclef Jean

Wyclef Jean - Pablo Diable Interlude songtekst

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to the stand. All the way from East L.A., your honor,
 Pablo Diablo.
 Pablo: Hey! Guantana mira. Hey, my lovin' is for everyone, man.
 Do you know it reminds me of the summertime in the
 bungalows of Spain, all night in the park.
 Eh, you would hear your music. It would be on the eighth
 floor, but the pongos they reach up there, man!
 We used to keep the whole neighborhood up.
 (Singing) Guantanamara!
 Lawyer: Thank you, Pablo, for nothing. Jesus Christ,
 what a moron. No further questions, your honor
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