It's La Vida Loca

(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)

(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) ooh

(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)

I keep dreaming about tomorrow

Tired of living in the sorrow

We're on that psychedelic path

Tryna find the signs, it's a long road

But I gotta have faith

My friends tell me that I'm crazy

My mother thinks I should see a therapist

But I think they're jealous of my lifestyle

Or maybe they're just jealous of my clothes

I put on my fancy hat

And all the bad things go away

It's la vida loca

It's la vida loca (ah)

It's la vida loca

It's la vida loca (ah, ah-ah-ah)

Ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah

These are the best days of my life

In the end, the story's always the same

It's about who you love and who you don't

And when you die, the people that you left behind

These are the best days of my life

In the end, the story's always the same

It's about who you love and who you don't

And when you die, the people that you left behind

I put on my fancy hat

And all the bad things go away

It's la vida loca

It's la vida loca (ah)

It's la vida loca

It's la vida loca (ah, ah-ah-ah)

Ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah