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Tudo-bem, tudo-bem, tudo-bom-bom Tudo-bem, tudo-bem, tudo-bom-bom Tudo-bem, tudo-bem, tudo-bom-bom Tudo-bem, tudo-bem, tudo-bom-bom Tudo-bem, tudo-bem, tudo-bom-bom Tudo-bem, tudo-bem, tudo-bom-bom-bom Heat grows in his mind Hits the steering wheel to try, tune the radio out loud He heard Jobim say, and his heart began to sway He didn't think of anything but his baby He was drivin', keep on drivin', he kept drivin' down Brazil He feels batucada, he dances the samba If only in his head He was drivin' down Brazil All pimped up and dressed to kill A thousand single dollar bills In his low ride Bonneville He was drivin' down Brazil He was drivin' down Brazil And he gave the girls a thrill In his low ride Bonneville He's the king, king of the hill He was drivin' down brazil Sh-sh-shut up and get your baby Please come and, come and get your baby Please come and, come and get your baby, she's waiting He cruised up to the light, she jumps in by his side They kiss and wave goodbye, oh They had so much to say, but the groove began to play He couldn't think of anything but his baby He was drivin' (he was drivin') Just kept on drivin' (kept on drivin') He was drivin' down Brazil He dreams of Amanda while he sips guarana In his mind she's dressed in red, if anything He was drivin' down Brazil All pimped up and dressed to kill A thousand single dollar bills In his low ride Bonneville He was drivin' down Brazil He was drivin' down Brazil And he gave the girls a thrill (ooh-ooh-ooh) In his low ride Bonneville He's the king, king of the hill He was drivin' down Brazil Come and, come and, come and, come and get your baby Come and, come and, come and, come and get your baby Come and, come and, come and, come and get your baby Come and, come and, come and, come and get your baby Come and, come and, come and, come and get your baby Come and, come and, come and, come and get your baby Baby, she's waiting Tudo-bem, tudo-bem, tudo-bom-bom (uh-huh) Tudo-bem, tudo-bem, tudo-bom-bom Tudo-bem, tudo-bem, tudo-bom-bom (ooh-ooh-ooh) Tudo-bem, tudo-bem, tudo-bom-bom Tudo-bem, tudo-bem, tudo-bom-bom Tudo-bem, tudo-bem, tudo-bom-bom-bom (uh-ooh) He feels batucada, he dances the samba If only in his head Makes me crazy He was drivin' down Brazil (ooh) All pimped up and dressed to kill A thousand single dollar bills In his low ride Bonneville He was drivin' down Brazil (come and get your baby) He was drivin' down Brazil (come and get your baby) And he gave the girls a thrill In his low ride Bonneville He's the king, king of the hill He was drivin' down Brazil Just have to come and get your baby Just have to come and get your baby Just have to come and get your baby She's waiting
Writer(s): Donna Summer, Greg Kurstin, Danielle Brisbois Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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