I Go to Rio

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 passionate persuasion

For dancin' or romancin'

But I give in to the rhythm and my feet follow the beatin' of my heart

Woh-ho-oh-oh, when my baby

When my baby smiles at me I go to Rio De Janeiro

My salsa fellow

When my baby smiles at me the sun lightens up my life

And I am free at last, what a blast

Woh-ho-oh-oh, when my baby

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'll make love-a

Now I'm not the type to let vibrations tickle my imagination easily

You know that's just not me

But I turn into a tiger every time that I'm beside the one I love

Woh-ho-oh-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 the sun lightens up my life

And I am free at last, what a blast

Rio, Rio, Rio