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