I met a girl at the carneval
In Rio de Janeiro
We danced all night on the boulevard
In doorway we did the tango
I miss her lips
And the way she sashayed her hip
As she shook her sholders
I miss the smell of her hair
I don't care if it takes my whole life
to find her
CHORUS:
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 masqurade was over
I serched 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 ger
Somewhere in time she will come
back to me
And I'll spend my whole life beside her
