| Say, have you seen a Carioca?
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| It’s not a foxtrot or a polka
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| It has a little bit of new rhythm, a blue rhythm that sighs
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| It has a meter that is tricky
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| A bit of wicked wacky-wicky
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| But when you dance it with a new love, there’s a true love in her eye
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| You dream of a new Carioca
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| Its theme is a kiss and a sigh
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| You dream of a new Carioca
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| When music and lights are gone we say goodbye
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| Two heads together, they say are better than one
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| Two heads together, that’s how the dance is begun
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| Two arms around you and lips, that’s why I’m yours and you are mine
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| And you are mine
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| Now that you’ve done the Carioca
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| You’ll never care to do the Polka
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| And then you’ll realize the blue hula and bamboola are through
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| Tomorrow morning you’ll discover
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| You’re just a Carioca lover
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| And when you dance it with each new love, there’ll be true love just for you
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| Now you’ll dream of a new Carioca
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| Its theme is a kiss and a sigh
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| You’ll dream of a new Carioca
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| When music and lights are gone and we’re saying goodbye
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| Goodbye |