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
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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
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