Samba in the Rain

Ten and ten is thirty, if you tell me it is so
Let’s get down and dirty, baby. Let’s get sweet and low
Any way you call the shot, That’s how it’s gonna be
You can serve it cold or hot, It’s all okay by me
Tie me with a ribbon bow, Wrap me in cellophane
Send me out to steal the show or Samba in the Rain
Samba in the rain oh baby, Samba in the rain
Let’s get down and dirty, Don’t bother to explain
Don’t care if they call a cop and say we are insane
We’ll keep goin' til we drop. Samba in the rain
How many hours in a day? They tell me twenty four
There could be a couple less. I know there ain’t no more
We can do the dirty bop, The Darktown Strutter’s Ball
Just as long as we don’t stop, We’ll dance right up the wall
We can do the bump and grind The Apache in Spain
We can do the never mind or Samba in the rain
Samba in the rain oh baby, Samba in the rain
Let’s get down and dirty. Don’t bother to explain
Don’t care if they call a cop and say we are insane
We’ll keep goin' til we drop. Samba in the rain