Brazilian Soul - Acoustic Bossa Version
The praia in the sun
The forró in the night
Garota brasileira dancing into the daylight
De swing e rebolado
Don't know how but I try to
Seu jeitinho
Your carinho, something that I'd fly to
Quer saber de onde sou?
Brasileira, meu amor
Brasil
Quer saber de onde sou?
Brasileira, meu amor
Brasil
My tambourine in the rhythm of samba
In the heat of December
Oh, Brazil is where I'll go
I think I've got a case of Brazilian Soul
I'll always remember
Oh, in the heat of December
When we let our hearts grow close
The swing and the samba
Todo mundo bamba
The alma brasileira
Drinking coffee with the capoeira
From New York to Pará
Atlanta to Paraná, São Paulo, Tocantins, Miami
And the in between
Quer saber de onde sou?
Brasileira, meu amor
Brasil
Quer saber de onde sou?
Brasileira, meu amor
Brasil
My tambourine in the rhythm of samba
In the heat of December
Oh, Brazil is where I'll go
I think I've got a case of Brazilian Soul
I'll always remember
Oh, in the heat of December
When we let our hearts grow close
My tambourine in the rhythm of samba
In the heat of December
Oh, Brazil is where I'll go
I think I've got a case of Brazilian Soul
I'll always remember
Oh, in the heat of December
When we let our hearts grow close
The forró in the night
Garota brasileira dancing into the daylight
De swing e rebolado
Don't know how but I try to
Seu jeitinho
Your carinho, something that I'd fly to
Quer saber de onde sou?
Brasileira, meu amor
Brasil
Quer saber de onde sou?
Brasileira, meu amor
Brasil
My tambourine in the rhythm of samba
In the heat of December
Oh, Brazil is where I'll go
I think I've got a case of Brazilian Soul
I'll always remember
Oh, in the heat of December
When we let our hearts grow close
The swing and the samba
Todo mundo bamba
The alma brasileira
Drinking coffee with the capoeira
From New York to Pará
Atlanta to Paraná, São Paulo, Tocantins, Miami
And the in between
Quer saber de onde sou?
Brasileira, meu amor
Brasil
Quer saber de onde sou?
Brasileira, meu amor
Brasil
My tambourine in the rhythm of samba
In the heat of December
Oh, Brazil is where I'll go
I think I've got a case of Brazilian Soul
I'll always remember
Oh, in the heat of December
When we let our hearts grow close
My tambourine in the rhythm of samba
In the heat of December
Oh, Brazil is where I'll go
I think I've got a case of Brazilian Soul
I'll always remember
Oh, in the heat of December
When we let our hearts grow close
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Michael Ruttner, James Patterson, Kaelyn Behr, Ivan Rosenberg, Tucker Raymond Halpern, Sophie Hawley Weld, Guarai Machado
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