Say, have you seen a Carioca? It's not a foxtrot or a polka It has a little bit of new rhythm, a blue rhythm that sighs It has a meter that is tricky A bit of wicked wacky-wicky But when you dance it with a new love, there's a true love in her eye You dream of a new Carioca Its theme is a kiss and a sigh You dream of a new Carioca When music and lights are gone we say goodbye