| Here in the country we dance and we play
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| And we pray to our saints and we make love all day
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| I fell in love with a real city boy
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| Who’s afraid of his nature, afraid of his joy
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| I punched him out and brought him to this hut
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| But I know he’ll thank me when he wakes up
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| We got trees, we got snakes, we got acres of sky
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| His life in the city was making him cry
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| Come on, come on darling, be brave for a while
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| You don’t look afraid when you laugh and you smile
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| I’ll be good, I’ll be strong
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| I’ll be just what you needed all along
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| Here in the country we dance and we play
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| And we pray to our saints and we make love all day
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| I fell in love with a real city boy
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| Who’s afraid of his nature, afraid of his joy
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| Us Amazonians know where we stand
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| We got kids, we got jobs, why do we need a man?
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| Us Amazonians make out alright
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| But we want something to hold in the forest at night
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| Come on, come on darling, be brave for a while
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| You don’t look afraid when you laugh and you smile
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| Breathe in deep, stick with me
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| You’ll still be free as you let yourself be
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| If you’re certain, if you’re true
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| I’ll be the only country girl for you
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| I’ll be good, I’ll be strong
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| I’ll be just what you needed all along
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| Here in the country we dance and we play
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| And we pray to our saints and we make love all day
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| I fell in love with a real city boy
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| Gotta teach him about nature, and teach him about joy
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| Us Amazonians know where we stand
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| We got kids, we got jobs, why do we need a man?
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| Us Amazonians make out alright
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| But we want something to hold in the forest at night
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| Here’s my boyfriend, he’s small, he is blue
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| He is cold, he is rough, he’s appalling that’s true
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| But he’s got the power, he’s got the fire
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| To be just like us is his only desire
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| He’ll learn to hunt and I’ll teach him to fish
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| We’ll boil up our rice in a satellite dish
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| We’ll plant cassava wherever we can
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| Us Amazonians always get our man
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| Us Amazonians know where we stand
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| We got kids, we got jobs, why do we need a man?
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| Us Amazonians make out alright
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| But we want something to hold in the forest at night |