Michael Mind Project — Rio de Janeiro feat. Bobby Anthony & Rozette lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Rio de Janeiro feat. Bobby Anthony & Rozette" by Michael Mind Project.

Lyrics

The colours of my dreams are
Blue, green and yellow
I wanna feel the heat
In Rio de Janeiro
Copacabana beach
That’s where I wanna go Come fly away with me To Rio de Janeiro
Oh oh…
To Rio de Janeiro…
To Rio de Janeiro…
I’m on a plane
So damn dumb
I left my friends and my phone at home
A mirror to a different time zone
You can catch me in the club with my flip flops on Like «hey, girl, what’s your name»
I’m B.A. Girl, quit your plan
We’ll pop champagne
We’ll spray our day
Then wake up on the beach
I wanna get away
So take me to another place
We’ll have a better day
Just leave it all up to me
Copacabana in the sand
Drink in my hand
Beautiful women all around me Good Lord, hot damn
The colours of my dreams are
Blue, green and yellow
I wanna feel the heat
In Rio de Janeiro
Copacabana beach
That’s where I wanna go Come fly away with me To Rio de Janeiro
Oh oh…
I wanna feel the heat in Rio de Janeiro
Oh oh Come fly away with me to Rio de Janeiro
Last night was also crazy
At least what I remember
This place is hot as AC
And it’s mid-December
Warm nights, holidays
Lose that shirt, girl
Let’s get crank
Warm nights, holidays
Lose that shirt, girl
Let’s get crank
My favourite DJ is at the hottest club tonight
And you best believe that I will be on stage
Doin' it right
My favourite DJ is at the hottest club tonight
And I, I’m looking fresh so let’s go Brazil, te amo
Whoo
Daylight coming
And we don’t wanna fly home
Soaking up the sun
Looking like supermodels
Spending money up Like we all won the lotto
Rio Rio Rio
The colours of my dreams are
Blue, green and yellow
I wanna feel the heat
In Rio de Janeiro
Copacabana beach
That’s where I wanna go Come fly away with me To Rio de Janeiro
Oh oh…
I wanna feel the heat in Rio de Janeiro
Oh oh Come fly away with me to Rio de Janeiro
If you want vacation
Put your hands up in the sky
And if, if it’s your birthday
Put your hands up in the sky, that’s right