Finale: I Go to Rio

Whoa-oh, when my baby

When my baby smiles at me, I go to Rio de Janeiro, my-oh-me-oh

When my baby smiles at me, I do the Samba and La Bamba

Now I'm not the type of person with a passionate persuasion for dancin'

Or romancin'

But I give in to the rhythm

And my feet follow the beatin' of my heart

Whoa-oh, when my baby

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'll lighten up my life

And I am free at last, what a blast, whoa

Whoa-oh, when my baby

When my baby smiles at me

I feel like Tarzan, of the Jungle

Here on the hot sand

And in a bungalow while monkeys play above-a

We'll make love-a

Now I'm not the type to let vibrations (Rio)

Trigger my imagination easily (Rio)

You know that's just not me

But I turn into a tiger (Rio)

Every time I get beside the one I love (Rio)

Whoa, c'mon

Rio, I love you Rio

Rio de Janeiro

I go to Rio

Whoa-oh, when my baby (when my baby)

When my baby smiles at me, I go to Rio (Rio)

De Janeiro

I'm a Salsa fellow-ow

When my baby smiles at me

The sun'll lighten up my life

And I am free at last (free at last)

What a blast (what a blast)

Rio de Janeiro

Rio

Rio