Pablo Cruise. I Go to Rio (Extended Version). Zeneszám

Ooh when my baby, 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 passion or persuasion for dancin' or romancin'
But I give in to the rhythm
And my feet follow the beating of my heart

Whoa oh, when my baby, when my baby smiles at me
I go to Rio De Janeiro, I'm a salsa fella
When my baby smiles at me, the sun lightens up my life
And I am free at last, what a blast

Whoa oh, when my baby, when my baby smiles at me
I feel like Tarzan of the jungle
There on the hot sand in a bungalow
While monkeys play above-a, we'll make love-a

Now I'm not the kind to let vibrations
Trigger my imagination easily, no that's just not me
But I turn into a tiger, every time I get the sight of
What I love, love, love, ohh

Whoa oh, when my baby, when my baby smiles at me
I go to Rio De Janeiro, I'm a salsa fella
When my baby smiles at me, the sun lightens up my life
And I am free at last, what a blast

Woo hoo
Whoa oh oh
Oh oh

When my baby, when my baby smiles at me
I go to Rio De Janeiro, I'm a salsa fella
When my baby smiles at me, the sun lightens up my life
And I am free at last, what a blast

(Rio)
When my baby smiles at me
I go to Rio, Rio, Rio De Janeiro
Take me back, I put it in
Take me where I know
I'm gon' to Rio, oh oh
Here I go

[Incomprehensible] got to Rio, Rio, Rio De Janeiro
When my baby smiles at me, oh