He was a boy
She was a girl
Can I make it anymore obvious?
He was Cubano
She was la Puerto Rica
What more can I say
He wanted her
She'd never tell
But her big ol' butt wanted him as well
But all of her fans
Stuck up their nose
They had a problem with his tight-como clothes

He was a Copacabana boy
She said "Hasta lavista" boy
He wasn't good enough for J-Lo
She has una trasero grande
But her butt was on the moon man
She needed to come back down to Earth

Five months from now
She se sienta's at home
With her fithteenth husband on the phone
She turns on TV
Guess who she sees?
Copacabana boy rockin' up el Latino Grammy
She calls up Mark Anthony
He already knows
And got backstage passes to see him on Enrique's show
She tags along
Stands by the shrouds
Looks up at the hombre that she turned down

He was a Copacabana boy
She said "Hasta lavistsa" boy
He wasn't good enough for J-Lo
Now he's a Latin Star
Bangin' up his de reserva
I think J-Lo's gonna plan yet another divorce
(repeat)

Sorry muchacha but you missed out
Bien, suerte dura, that chico's mine know
We are more than just good friends
And this is how Ricky Martin's tabloid story ends
Too bad that she couldn't see
See the man that muchcho could be
There is more than meets the eye
That's why he went púrpura before his career washed up and died

He's Ricky Martin
And I'm Elton John
Could I make it any more obvious?
We are en el amor,
J-Lo haven't you herd?
And we piedra each other's mundo!

I met el Copacabana boy
After I pretended to be Eminem's joy
Backstage after the 2001 Grammy show
Remember you were there?
Wearin' the dress cut down to there
In fact because of you es por qué nosotros sabemos uno al otro
(repeat)