Your step gives me direction
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On foot, by van or by subway
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How about a stroll in Lapa?
There's Mart'nália's samba
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On foot, by van or by subway
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How about a stroll in Lapa?
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There's Mart'nália's samba
There's February, there's beauty
There's tradition in carnival
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There's good people on the avenue
There's illusion, there's heavy beat
There's art and nostalgia
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There's heart, there's sun, there's sound
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And the Redeemer who guides us
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On foot, by van or by subway
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How about a stroll in Lapa?
There's Mart'nália's samba
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On foot, by van or by subway
_____
How about a stroll in Lapa?
_____
There's Mart'nália's samba
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Beautiful, your mouth revved me up
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Your fault, now I wanna sightsee in Rio
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After this little samba, let's explore Brazil
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Let's go to Bahia in my uncle's Beetle
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I was around, sorry to say
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My Rio de Janeiro is merrier with you, girl
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I only ask that you stay for the city outing
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Take your best outfit off the hanger now
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On foot, by van or by subway
_____
How about a stroll in Lapa?
There's Mart'nália's samba
_____
On foot, by van or by subway
_____
How about a stroll in Lapa?
_____
There's Mart'nália's samba
There's Mart'nália's samba
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There's Mart'nália's samba
There's Mart'nália's samba
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There's Mart'nália's samba