Oooooo...
When my baby,
When my baby smiles at me,
I go to Rio De Janeiro.
My-o me-o...
I go wild and then
I have to do the samba,
And la bamba. Now I'm not the kind of person,
With a pa**ion or persuasion
For dancin' or romancin'.
But I give in to the rhythm,
And my feet follow the beating
Of my heart. Whoa oh ohh...
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 ohh...
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 monkies 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,
Everytime I get the sight of,
What I love, love, love. Ohhh oh ohh ohhh... Wooooooo! Ohh 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! Wooooo hooooo... Whoa oh oh ohh... Whoa oh ohh...
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! 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 ohh...