Donna Summer

Donna Summer - Drivin' Down Brazil lyrics

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Tudo bem... Tudo bem... Tudo bom bom...

Tudo bem... Tudo bem... Tudo bom bom...

Tudo bem... Tudo bem... Tudo bom bom...



Heat grows in his mind,

hits the steering wheel to tryin’

tune 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



Chorus

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



Shhh 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

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

if anything



Chorus

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 get your baby

Comma comma comma get your baby

Comma comma comma get your baby

Comma comma comma get your baby

Comma comma comma get your baby

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...



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

All pimped up and dressed to kill

A thousand single dollar bills

In his low ride Bonneville

He was drivin' down Brazil



Just have to comma get your baby

Just have to comma get your baby

Just have to coma get your baby

She's waiting
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