Drivin' Down Brazil lyrics
Tudo bem, tudo bem, tudo bom bom
Tudo bem, tudo bem, tudo bom bom Tudo bem, tudo bem, tudo bom bom Tudo bem, tudo bem, tudo bom bom Tudo bem, tudo bem, tudo bom bom Tudo bem, tudo bem, tudo bom bom, bom Heat grows in his mind Hits the steering wheel to tryin’ I turn the radio out loud He heard Jobim say And his heart began to sway He didn’t think of anything but his baby He was drivin' Keep on drivin' He kept drivin' down Brazil He feels batucada He dances the samba If only in his head He was drivin' down Brazil All pimped up and dressed to kill A thousand single dollar bills In his low ride Bonneville He was drivin' down Brazil He was drivin' down Brazil And he gave the girls a thrill In his low ride Bonneville He's the king, king of the hill He was drivin' down Brazil Shut up and get your baby Please comma, comma get your baby Please comma, comma get your baby She's waiting He cruised up to the light She jumps in by his side They kiss and wave goodbye, oh They had so much to say But the groove began to play And he couldn’t think of anything but his baby He was drivin' He kept on on drivin' He was drivin' down Brazil He dreams of Amanda While he sips Guarana In his mind she's dressed in red Anything He was drivin' down Brazil All pimped up and dressed to kill A thousand single dollar bills In his low ride Bonneville He was drivin' down Brazil He was drivin' down Brazil And he gave the girls a thrill In his low ride Bonneville He's the king, king of the hill He was drivin' down Brazil Comma, comma, comma, comma get your baby Comma, comma, comma, comma get your baby Comma, comma, comma, comma get your baby Comma, comma, comma, comma get your baby Comma, comma, comma, comma get your baby Comma, comma, comma, comma get your baby She's waiting Tudo bem, tudo bem, tudo bom bom Tudo bem, tudo bem, tudo bom bom Tudo bem, tudo bem, tudo bom bom Tudo bem, tudo bem, tudo bom bom Tudo bem, tudo bem, tudo bom bom Tudo bem, tudo bem, tudo bom bom, bom He feels batucada He dances the samba If only in his head Makes me crazy He was drivin' down Brazil All pimped up and dressed to kill A thousand single dollar bills In his low ride Bonneville He was drivin' down Brazil He was drivin' down Brazil And he gave the girls a thrill In his low ride Bonneville He's the king, king of the hill He was drivin' down Brazil Just have to comma get your baby Just have to comma get your baby Just have to comma get your baby She's waiting
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