I met a girl at the carnival In Rio De Janeiro We danced all night on the boulevard In doorways we did the tango
I miss her lips And the way she sashayed her hips As she shook her shoulders I miss the smell of her hair I don't care if it takes my whole life
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We were dancing in the summer rain We were dancing through the night She never said her real name So I called her Spanish Eyes Spanish Eyes...
The sun came up And the girl was gone Her masquerade was over I searched the streets Drunk with love But no one seemed to know her I miss the touch Of her body so much I long for the warmth inside her Somewhere in time she will come back to me And I'll spend my whole life beside her