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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Donna Summer
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donna Summer
Composer
Greg Kurstin
Composer
Danielle Brisebois
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Greg Kurstin
Producer
Jared Nugent
Assistant Engineer
Noah Pasovy
Assistant Engineer
Shinnosuke
Assistant Engineer
Erik Madrid
Assistant Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
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 try, 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
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
Sh-sh-shut up and get your baby
Please come and, come and get your baby
Please come and, come and 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 was drivin')
Just kept on drivin' (kept 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
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 (ooh-ooh-ooh)
In his low ride Bonneville
He's the king, king of the hill
He was drivin' down Brazil
Come and, come and, come and, come and get your baby
Come and, come and, come and, come and get your baby
Come and, come and, come and, come and get your baby
Come and, come and, come and, come and get your baby
Come and, come and, come and, come and get your baby
Come and, come and, come and, come and get your baby
Baby, she's waiting
Tudo-bem, tudo-bem, tudo-bom-bom (uh-huh)
Tudo-bem, tudo-bem, tudo-bom-bom
Tudo-bem, tudo-bem, tudo-bom-bom (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Tudo-bem, tudo-bem, tudo-bom-bom
Tudo-bem, tudo-bem, tudo-bom-bom
Tudo-bem, tudo-bem, tudo-bom-bom-bom (uh-ooh)
He feels batucada, he dances the samba
If only in his head
Makes me crazy
He was drivin' down Brazil (ooh)
All pimped up and dressed to kill
A thousand single dollar bills
In his low ride Bonneville
He was drivin' down Brazil (come and get your baby)
He was drivin' down Brazil (come and get your baby)
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 come and get your baby
Just have to come and get your baby
Just have to come and get your baby
She's waiting
Writer(s): Donna Summer, Greg Kurstin, Danielle Brisbois
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