Original subtitles

‐ [Announcer] A tropical paradise of sand and water.

But when a princess is kidnapped.

‐ You're never going to get away with this.

‐ [Announcer] The H. E. A. T. team of undercover experts

matches wits with an international assassin.

‐ [Kidnapper] Whether she lives depends entirely

on how well you follow my orders.

‐ We don't do business with terrorists.

‐ Deep end, code two.

‐ [Announcer] It's a high stakes game of beauty,

adventure and intrigue.

‐ [Kidnapper] Who do you people think you're dealing with?

‐ [Announcer] Only one will win.

Next on Acapulco H. E. A. T.

(mumbling)

(upbeat electronic music)

♪ I feel the heat

♪ Hey

♪ I feel the heat

♪ Burning inside me

♪ Burning hot

♪ I feel the heat

♪ Hot, hot, hot

♪ Sweat dripping down my spine

♪ Making me crazy

♪ Hot fingers touching mine

♪ Making me hazy

♪ I'll always be

♪ I feel the heat burning inside me

♪ Burning hot

♪ I feel the heat

♪ Burning inside me

♪ Yeah

♪ I feel the

♪ Can you feel it

♪ Feel it deep in your soul

♪ Feel the

♪ I feel the heat

♪ Burning inside me

♪ Burning hot

♪ I feel the heat burning inside me

♪ Yeah, yeah

♪ I feel the heat

♪ Burning inside me

♪ Burn, burn

♪ Burning hot

♪ I feel the heat burning inside me

♪ Burning hot

♪ I feel the heat

(atmospheric instrumental music)

(moves into uptempo Samba music)

‐ [Ashley] It was Carnival time in Rio De Jainero.

There was music, dancing in the streets

and a plot to assassinate the Ambassador.

It was our job to stop that assassination.

We had been sent to Rio by C‐5,

a secret coalition of allied countries

for whom we work.

We're the H. E. A. T.,

Hemispheric Emergency Action Team.

Acapulco H. E. A. T.

(uptempo Samba music)

(car horn honking)

‐ We're not gonna make this.

‐ The strike always hits on the hour.

He's gonna take out the Ambassador.

He's gonna do it in 14 minutes.

Arthur, we have to get a move on it, please.

(car horn honking)

‐ Would you stop moving?

Consulate security is trained to look at people

who don't fit in.

‐ Ashley, we're crashing a party,

we're not getting married.

‐ Thank God for small favors.

‐ You know, you could do a lot worse.

‐ Only if you were wearing a clip‐on, darling.

‐ I didn't realize that assassinations needed a dress code.

(sighing)

(uptempo Samba music)

Strake's out there somewhere, I can smell him.

(uptempo Samba music)

‐ [Ashley] Mike and I were supposed to crash

the Ambassador's party.

The other members of the team were working

out of a surveillance van,

checking the streets and buildings in the vicinity.

We knew who the assassin was.

We knew he was the best in the business.

We knew when and where he was going to

assassinate the Ambassador.

What we didn't know was how.

And time was running out.

‐ The spring horse has sprung, do you read me?

‐ Loud and clear, Sarong.

‐ Have you fixed a location on Strake?

‐ We know he didn't get into the Consulate.

‐ We're monitoring the adjacent buildings

with a thermal scanner.

Anything in those buildings with a temperature

above 90 degrees should show up red.

‐ [Masked Woman] Hi, handsome.

(tense instrumental music) Catch.

(smoke hissing) (coughing)

‐ [Man In Red] Sugar, Spice, watch the lobby.

‐ Deep End, do you read me?

‐ In position, ready to move on your go.

Unless anyone wants one of these fabulous chili dogs.

‐ Save the dogs, Deep End, we have contact.

‐ He's in the building across from the Consulate.

(beeping)

‐ It's showtime, baby.

How 'bout a kiss for luck.

‐ Arthur, we'll almost there.

(sighing)

(crowd cheering)

(tense instrumental music)

(fireworks crackling)

‐ [Deep End] Boss is on approach.

(upbeat Samba music)

‐ Not again.

Typical.

Excuse me, I'm so sorry.

‐ Excuse me.

‐ [Attendant] Name?

‐ Sophia Aberdine and guest.

‐ [Attendant] Invitation?

‐ Bunions.

(crowd chattering)

(dramatic instrumental music)

‐ Neutralizing building security now.

(beeping)

(beeping)

We have interlopers at three o'clock.

(punches thudding)

I'm going astray!

(crowd chattering)

‐ [Man In Red] Black knight takes white king.

‐ Well, goodbye (mumbling) as usual.

I hope we see you later, Ambassador.

‐ [Woman In Blue] Bye, now.

(laughing)

(beeping)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(coughing)

(gun banging)

‐ Sarong, I'm getting some kind of reading

from the target.

He's wearing a guidance device.

(explosion booming)

(screaming)

(gun banging)

(grunting)

(arrows thudding)

(tense orchestral music)

(body thudding)

(grunting)

Deep End, code two.

‐ [Deep End] Roger that, Springboard, moving now.

(grunting)

(grunting)

(explosion booming)

‐ Cue intercept, cue intercept.

(crowd cheering)

(dramatic orchestral music)

‐ Where in the hell's Strake?

‐ (speaking in foreign language)

(explosion booming)

(yelling)

(foreboding instrumental music)

(car hooding slamming)

‐ Hi, is there anything I can do?

‐ [Blonde Girl] No thanks, it's taken care of.

‐ That oughta do the trick, girls.

Now is there anything else I can do for you?

‐ Sure we can't buy you lunch?

‐ I'm sure, thanks anyway.

‐ [Ashley] Our Rio assignment had been

successfully completed,

and we had gotten a couple of days off

before returning to our team's headquarters

in Puerta Vallarta, Mexico.

We work out of a luxury hotel there

and our cover is running a designer line of swimwear

called Acapulco Heat Beach Fashions.

♪ See if boy to you

♪ It won't be long

♪ Though it may seem much longer

♪ All I do, all I do

♪ And all I want to say (phone ringing)

‐ Ashley speaking.

‐ Hey darling, I missed you.

How was Mexico City?

‐ Heaven.

I spent an evening at the Philharmonic

and an entire afternoon in the bathtub.

‐ [Mike] And that was the high point?

‐ How 'bout yourself, did you catch any fish?

‐ Take a look in your mirror.

(upbeat rock music)

♪ The things that I say

‐ [Ashley] Race you home.

‐ [Mike] You're on.

(car engines roaring)

♪ See it come for you

♪ And so hard

♪ And so hard forever

♪ All I do, all I do

♪ And all I want to say

♪ Is lay awake until night is day

♪ And I'd be closer I'd be far away from you

♪ Nobody knows where you

(tense instrumental music)

(beeping)

‐ Now how on Earth did you get here this fast?

‐ [Ashley] Should I tell you all my secrets?

‐ I drove over a mountain.

I drove through a river, I almost hit a cow.

Now I want to know how you beat me.

‐ Obviously, you forgot

they closed the old Vallarta road.

I did 120 the whole way.

‐ Well aren't you a gutsy little thing.

I'm kinda glad to be back at work.

I kinda missed this old Aztec chamber.

‐ Mayan, darling, get your civilizations right.

And I wouldn't offend Kukul Khan if I were you

unless you want to end up as his last sacrifice.

‐ Aztec,

Mayan,

Muslim.

‐ Ignoramus.

I suggest we find out what Mr. Smith wants.

‐ Good afternoon Mike, Ashley.

I trust you enjoyed your two days of rest and recreation.

‐ We did, thanks.

‐ Although no remains were found of Mr. Strake,

I have reviewed the tapes of the Rio operation

and I'm hopeful we can declare Strake eliminated.

The C‐5 Coalition is very grateful for your results.

The President of Indonesia sends you his unofficial thanks.

He'd make it official, but.

‐ We don't exist, so what's up?

‐ Next week's counter‐terrorist summit has been moved.

‐ Oh, great.

‐ It's been relocated to Puerta Vallarta.

‐ There goes the neighborhood.

‐ In fact, it's been relocated to your hotel.

I had a whisper in the appropriate ear.

‐ Yeah, well the next time you want to whisper

in somebody's ear, you mind letting us know, first?

‐ Our allies have taken two years to draft this treaty.

It includes a multi‐lateral extradition policy

and a pledge by member nations to refuse terrorist demands

of any kind.

‐ What does C‐5 want H. E. A. T to do?

‐ Official security forces of all the conventional

aspects under control.

‐ You want us to watch the back door.

‐ Precisely.

And I want a minimum of collateral damage.

‐ And you'd love to come down here and do it yourself, but

you just can't stand the sunshine or the bikinis.

Way too skimpy this year.

‐ I'm rather fond of this year's bikini.

My dear man, although you and Ashley

have impressive records,

your methods are unorthodox.

C‐5 needs your group, only because you're troubleshooters

who can function without the impediments of red tape.

‐ We appreciate your concerns, Mr. Smith.

‐ Good.

Now get on with your assignment.

‐ [Ashley] Do you irritate him on purpose?

‐ Well, it's kind of a hobby, actually.

I mean, here after that Rio job, I was thinking

we'd get a two week paid vacation.

You and me, little cabin up in the hills,

barbecuing some fish.

But you on the other hand, kiss his‐‐

‐ It's called diplomacy.

‐ Well not in my neighborhood it's not.

‐ Well maybe if you used a little diplomacy,

we'd have gotten that holiday.

Come on, let's get the team.

‐ This bomb requires a very unusual package.

Let's hope our Mexican friend has created a worthy one.

Black knight to king's bishop three.

‐ Standard opening move.

‐ The opening move belonged to Savage and

Hunter‐Coddington spies.

But the game, however, belongs to me.

‐ Sugar.

(tense instrumental music)

(beeping)

(melodic keyboard music)

Gracias, compadre.

(gun banging) (chuckling)

‐ Nearly 100 delegates descending on a resort hotel.

After that, about 20 or 30 terrorist groups

who might want to kill any one or number of them.

‐ So you're saying that we can't cover

all the possibilities.

‐ We got the PLO.

‐ The real brigade.

‐ Action direct.

‐ Not to mention that something might happen which

has nothing to do with any of these scenarios.

‐ Do they teach you to worry like that at MI‐6?

‐ No, at finishing school, actually.

Is that absolutely necessary?

‐ Yeah, you know, I think a lot better when I eat.

‐ It's not true.

It courses all the blood to your stomach.

‐ Really?

‐ I've got it.

(beeping)

Welcome to Summit Security plans.

‐ Alright, any lapses in local security,

we want to know about and fast.

Get a move on it.

(sighing)

Now all we have to do is find us a bad guy.

‐ Please, this is personal.

I need to talk to you, Mr. Strake.

Face to face.

‐ I'm afraid you'll have to content yourself

with my lovely ladies, Massud.

‐ Please.

If this business goes wrong,

they will take vengeance on my entire family.

‐ I will assassinate the Amer during the Summit as agreed.

‐ What about the security?

‐ Security?

‐ Yes, security, Mr. Strake.

‐ Security is a challenge, Massud.

‐ You think this a game?

A challenge.

‐ It's the challenge of knowing a chess board

before it knows you.

‐ But you‐‐

‐ Enough, Massud.

‐ [Ashley] What we didn't know,

was Mr. Smith's information was wrong.

Strake hadn't died in that alley in Rio.

He was alive, well and already stalking his next victim.

‐ Savage and the woman think you're dead.

‐ Spies, Massud will sponsor our revenge.

Now I'm going to sweep Savage and the brilliant

Hunter‐Coddington clean off the board.

(sighing)

‐ (speaking Spanish)

‐ Are you Colonel Rodriguez.

‐ Geri Vanti, an honor.

Pleasure to meeting you.

‐ Is everything in place?

‐ Yes, sir.

We're bringing in two squadrons from Guadalajara,

so everything is under control.

‐ Good, Colonel.

Very good.

‐ Thank you, sir.

At your service.

‐ The security's doing there best, but

we've already picked up a couple of lapses.

‐ [Krissie] Such as?

‐ No metal detector in the service entrance

and total access on the air vents.

‐ Alright sport, now I want coverage

on all routes into town, and if you come up with

any surprises, let us know about it.

Alright?

‐ Surprise!

‐ Sabella!

‐ Hello.

Oh, I'll come back later.

‐ Come in.

‐ The local scenery's much nicer than I expected.

‐ What are you doing here without your husband?

‐ Well, I thought I'd sneak away for a little holiday

while Edward came to open the summit.

Isn't that marvelous?

‐ You know Princess Sabella?

(phone ringing)

Well frankly, we're a little bit busy right now

with the show.

Hello?

‐ Oh, that's probably my bodyguard.

‐ No Othello, I will not be needing you.

Yes, I am sure.

That's right.

Alright then, thank you, goodbye.

I'm all yours, darling.

Oh, I won't be any trouble at all, honestly.

You'll hardly even know I'm here,

I'll be quiet as a mouse.

‐ Sabella.

I was wondering if I might have a word with you

on the balcony?

‐ Of course.

(playful instrumental music)

Who is he, tell me everything.

‐ Mike is strictly business.

I haven't seen you in years.

‐ Oh, I know I should have called.

But it was all so last minute

and I thought you were the only person

I could turn to.

‐ Why, what's wrong?

‐ Oh, the family and the press,

they're driving me insane.

I can't get a moment to myself.

‐ Have you tried talking to Edward?

Surely he can make some adjustments, he must understand.

‐ Understand?

Edward?

All Edward understands is duty.

I can't even see my own husband

without asking his secretary.

‐ I'm sorry.

‐ Oh, Ash.

I just need someplace to hide

and I need to be around someone

who doesn't want anything from me.

Just for a couple of days.

(sighing)

‐ Why don't you change into something a little more casual

and let's see if we can keep you incognito, okay?

‐ Okay.

‐ Ashley, I am not gonna be responsible

for that woman sitting there.

She's a menace.

Her face is on the cover of every gossip magazine

in the world.

‐ I'm not arguing with you.

With all that's going on out there,

I can't just cut her loose.

‐ And where is she supposed to stay?

‐ Right here.

‐ Let me rephrase that.

Where is she supposed to sleep?

‐ Your room.

‐ In my room?

Which leaves only one other bed in this apartment,

and that's in your room.

‐ Enjoy the couch.

‐ Ouch.

♪ Let the candle burning for me

‐ You guys.

They went code three on airport securities on Monday

and I'm monitoring passport control.

(clapping)

Attentione, the people from the first change, please,

first change.

Quickly, quickly.

‐ Where is she? ‐ Who?

‐ Your little buddy, Princess Woe Is Me.

She ate all my Sugar Krispies.

‐ Oh, that's terrible.

I'll have to inform the authorities immediately.

‐ Ash.

‐ Do you mind if we get on with the rehearsal?

‐ It's not funny.

She's dropped her security.

Somebody's got to look after her.

All I want to know is where is she?

‐ Right there.

‐ [Photographer] Everybody can now spend with the ball

up in the air.

Can we have the ball up in the air?

‐ Wow.

So that's why everybody calls her ma'am.

‐ [Photographer] Wonderful.

That's it, Sabella.

Wonderful, your highness, absolutely.

Will you get her to cover up, please?

‐ How did I do?

Wasn't I practically invisible?

‐ Hardly.

‐ Oh, it's just one more day.

You will let me stay, won't you Michael?

‐ Now you've done it.

He hates being called that.

‐ Yeah, but from her it's not so bad.

‐ Male fantasies are so predictable.

‐ I'll tell you what, I'll give you 'til seven tonight

and then we find your security guards.

Alright?

‐ Right.

You know, I've got a wonderful idea.

Perhaps I can do promotion for you.

Princess Sabella wears Acapulco Heat Wear.

‐ Thanks Sabella, but we can barely keep up

with all this as it is.

Who knows what might happen if things got

any more complicated, hmm?

‐ Relax darling, we're in paradise.

What could possibly go wrong?

(spacey orchestral music)

(alarm honking)

‐ [Krissie] Tommy.

‐ What's going on?

‐ Someone is trying to get in through our down link.

They may have accessed the satellite.

This could be a big deal.

We gotta tell Mike and Ashley.

‐ I just spoke to Antonio,

and nobody's made any illegal gun purchases

in the last few days.

‐ Well, that's something.

Senorita Hunter‐Coddington,

a distinctive pleasure, as always.

I'm looking forward for the next show.

Senor Savage, buenos dias.

‐ So how's business, Colonel?

‐ Business?

My town is crawling with politicians

from a bunch of places I have never heard of,

and somebody just by the way tells me

that someone wants to kill one of them.

Tourists I can deal with,

politicians hm.

‐ And how do you feel about royalty?

‐ Uh, useless.

For anything for the most important of tasks.

Princess Sabella, an honor as usual.

I'm looking forward to meeting your husband.

Senor. ‐ Colonel.

‐ Well, excuse me.

I have many things to do.

Senorita.

Senor Savage, buenos dias.

‐ I'm saving the last dance for you, Michael.

‐ Last dance, huh?

‐ That's what the lady said.

‐ She's a princess, actually

and she likes me, Mike Savage.

‐ If you're trying to make me jealous, it's not working.

‐ All you have to do is say the word, sweetheart,

and I'll be all yours.

‐ You know I don't mix business with pleasure.

‐ It doesn't look plutonic to me.

‐ Oh, but it is.

‐ You know the last time I saw you,

you were in Milan.

What brings you to Mexico?

‐ Ali Tanya.

And this hotel is one of my favorite.

‐ Ooh,

handsome, wealthy, charming.

Why hasn't some clever woman

locked you up in her bedroom?

‐ Perhaps she hasn't found the key yet.

‐ You know, I think it's about time Ashley settles down.

‐ I think, Princess, I like the way you think.

‐ [Ashley] Suddenly everyone is starting to look suspicious.

‐ I know the feeling.

‐ We got a sneaker on the satellite.

‐ Can Krissie ID the source?

‐ Uh‐uh, not yet.

Could be a kid pulling random punches on the internet.

‐ Or we could have found us a bad guy.

I want you to put the team on alert

and meet us in the H. E. A. T. room immediately.

(tires squealing)

‐ Buenos dias, senor.

Welcome to Puerta Vallarta.

My name is Marcos and I am at your service.

(car horn honking)

Andele, rapido, rapido!

So, a fishing village, gringo goche,

friendly little bar with a friendly senorita?

‐ 45 Avenida Del Sol, please.

And I am not a tourist.

‐ Wait, let me guess, you're here for the summit.

You look like a diplomat.

‐ That's because I'm not a diplomat.

‐ Oh, you're secret service, you're undercover.

‐ Little less personality, little more driving,

por favor.

‐ I told you I'm up to here with this summit.

All the flowers must be of international quality.

‐ Yeah, I can appreciate‐‐

‐ Sorry, no time for anything else.

‐ Manuel, I'd simply like a dozen roses.

‐ A lady friend.

‐ Gossip is the last refuge of the bores, Manuel.

All I'm asking for is 12 red roses.

Please?

‐ News on the sneaker?

‐ [Brett] No.

A fax from Mr. Smith.

‐ 12 o'clock high,

assassination of Cardinal De La Fama

revealed by the Vatican.

‐ Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

‐ He was assassinated exactly on the hour.

‐ [Mike] A coincidence?

‐ He was killed by a laser guided smart bullet.

‐ Which means Strake is alive

and five'll get you 10 that he's our sneaker.

‐ And a good one.

Believe me, it would not have been so easy

to break into my satellite link.

‐ Let's take a better look at Neil Stray‐Gol‐Son,

also known as The Comedian, punch him up, Krissie.

‐ [Cat] They're all Strake?

‐ Miracle of plastic surgery.

‐ We do know that he was born in Dublin in 1954.

His earliest associations were with

various radical political groups.

Somewhere along the line, he got greedy

and went freelance.

‐ Gun for hire.

‐ He's the best.

‐ As we know, Strake executes his hits

with a maximum of showmanship

and a minimum of subtlety.

‐ Feature poll profile tells us what

we already know from Strake from Rio.

He's a chess grand master,

connoisseur of the finer things in life,

French food, fine wine, Turkish cigarettes

and he likes to surround himself with beautiful women.

‐ A killer with class.

‐ He's an assassin, Tommy.

25 high profile hits in the last 10 years.

‐ Understood.

‐ Mr. Strake is both deadly and resourceful.

‐ As of now, consider yourselves crash data speak.

‐ What about the show tomorrow, for the cocktail party?

‐ Forget it.

It's been on the official summer schedule for a week.

‐ Any change to the schedule and he'll get suspicious.

‐ What about the princess?

‐ She's under house arrest.

‐ How exactly are you gonna manage that?

‐ I'll think of a way.

Until then, I want a hard watch on everything.

And nobody shoots a tequila without us knowing about it.

Alright?

(sighing)

‐ Princess Sabella!

Anybody home?

(sighing)

(phone beeping)

Manuel.

Arthur.

I asked for red roses,

I see before me blue carnations.

‐ You must have picked up the bundle

for the Diego Christening.

(chuckling)

Yes, yes, you're very welcome to.

(phone dinging) (gun clicking)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(dramatic orchestral music)

‐ Manuel!

Manuel!

(bell ringing)

Stupid (mumbling) business.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(popping)

‐ Ah, white bishop takes back his pawn.

Good luck, friends.

That takes care of the bomb.

Next, the princess.

‐ Welcome to Puerta Vallarta.

Let me extend my best wishes for a very successful summit.

‐ Thank you very much.

‐ You're welcome, Eric, this way.

‐ You will just come upstairs, highness.

Your speech is prepared.

Highness.

Highness, please!

Your highness!

‐ Oh man, my hat.

I must have left it on the coffee table.

‐ Oh, let me get it for you, Michael.

‐ [Mike] Thanks, because I hate the sun.

‐ You really are a dear to let me do the show.

(door slamming)

(phone ringing)

Michael!

Let me out of here.

Let me out of here, you filthy peasant!

Ashley!

How could you do this to me?

‐ I'm sorry Sabella, I can't,

it's just far too dangerous.

‐ [Sabella] Michael, Ashley!

‐ She may have the title, legs,

but you definitely got the class.

(phone beeping)

‐ Yes, hello Othello.

‐ [Ashley] You know, for a moment there

I thought I lost you.

‐ [Mike] Why would you go thinking that?

‐ She was a princess, and "She likes me, Mike Savage."

‐ Listen Ash, I know I'm a little bit sloppy,

I know my socks don't always match.

But please, don't ever suggest that I would

screw up a mission because of some married broad in a tiara.

‐ Maybe sometimes I don't give you enough credit.

‐ Maybe.

I'll tell you, we can either get back to work

or we can go on discussing our sexual tension,

what do you say?

‐ [Ashley] Work, please.

‐ No princess.

The highlight of my career.

‐ Oh, take a breath, would you Arthur?

‐ You could learn from her, Mary Jane.

She has such grace, such pasture, such

(speaking French).

‐ You wouldn't happen to have a spare crayon, would you?

‐ Forget it.

No matter how many diamonds we stick in our hair,

we're still going home in a pumpkin.

‐ Well, at least that pumpkin goes from

zero to 80 in six seconds flat.

(chuckling)

‐ It's showtime.

Kiss for luck?

It's progress.

‐ Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Puerta Vallarta.

Presenting, for your pleasure, Acapulco Heat.

(intense instrumental music)

♪ I feel the heat

♪ Hey

♪ I feel the heat

♪ Burning inside me

♪ Burning hot

♪ I feel the heat

♪ Hot, hot, hot

♪ Sweat dripping down my spine

♪ Making me crazy

♪ Hot fingers touching mine

♪ Making me hazy

♪ Out on the street

♪ I feel the heat

♪ Burning inside me

♪ Burning hot

♪ I feel the heat

♪ Burning inside me

♪ Yeah

♪ Burning hot

♪ I feel the

(cameras snapping)

♪ Ah, can you feel it

♪ Feel it deep in your soul

♪ I won't feel the

♪ I feel the heat burning inside me

♪ Burning hot

♪ I feel the heat burning inside me

♪ Burning hot, hot

♪ I feel the heat burning inside me

(applauding) ♪ Burning hot, hot

♪ I feel the heat

(dramatic orchestral music)

‐ I don't remember Arthur planning to release on the silk.

‐ He didn't.

(applauding)

Where is she?

‐ She's gone.

‐ What do you mean, she's gone?

‐ [Ashley] Michael, she's been kidnapped.

‐ [Announcer] Next, on Acapulco Heat.

Time is running out as the H. E. A. T. team

tries to save a princess's life.

‐ She's been kidnapped, your highness.

‐ [Strake] Whether she lives depends entirely

on how well you follow my orders.

‐ Did you trace him?

Damn it!

‐ [Announcer] But she's just a pawn.

‐ You're never going to get away with this.

‐ [Announcer] In a far more deadly game

that could spark a global incident.

‐ [Strake] Who do you people think you're dealing with?

‐ [Announcer] Catch the heat

on the next Acapulco H. E. A. T.

♪ I feel the heat burning inside me

♪ Burning hot, hot

♪ I feel the heat burning inside me

♪ Burning hot, hot

♪ I feel the

♪ Can you feel it

♪ Oh, feel it deep in your soul

♪ Woah woah, feel the

♪ I feel the heat burning inside me

♪ Burning hot, I feel the heat

♪ Burning inside me

♪ Burning hot, hot

♪ I feel the heat burning inside me

♪ Burning hot, hot

♪ I feel the heat burning inside me

♪ Burning hot

♪ I feel the heat