Finale: I Go To Rio

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 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, 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 Woh-ho-oh-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, we make love Now I'm not the type to let vibrations Trigger my imagination easily You know that's just not me But I turn into a tiger every time I get beside the one I love Rio, I go to Rio Rio De Janeiro I go to Rio Woh-ho-oh-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 Rio De Janeiro Rio, Rio