|: When my baby :| smiles at me I go to Rio de Janeiro, my-oh-me-oh
I go wild and then I have to do the Samba and La Bamba
Now I'm not the kind of person with a passionate persuasion for dancing, or romancing
But I give in to the rhythm, and my feet follow the beating of my heart.
Wow-oh-oh |: when my baby :| smiles at me I go to Rio de Janeiro
I'm a Salsa fellow, when my baby smiles at me, the sun all lightens up my life
And I am free at last -- what a bless! (fine)
Wow-oh-oh |: when my baby :| smiles at me I feel like Tarzan of the jungle
There on the hot sand and in a bungalow while monkeys play above-a, we make love-a
Now I'm not the type to let vibrations trigger my imagination easily, you know that's just not me
But I turn into a tiger every time I get beside the one I love, woh-oh-oh!
Instrumental (|: Rio... Rio... :|)
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|: When my baby :| smiles at me I go to Rio
When I go to Rio, Rio, Rio de Janeiro... (Rio... Rio...)