Hey, Mr. DJ,
Put a record on
I wanna dance with my baby
And when the music starts 
I never wanna stop
It's gonna drive me crazy
Music 
makes the people [bad word] together
Music
makes the bourgeoisie
and the rebel [bad word] together
Don't think of yesterday
And I dont' look at the clock
I like to samba-reggae 
(boogie-woogie)
It's like riding on the wind
and it never goes away
touches everything I'm in
got to have it everyday
Do you like to samba-reagge? (boogie-woogie)
Do you like to samba-reagge? (boogie-woogie)
Do you like to samba-reagge? (boogie-woogie)
Do you like my samba-reagge? (boogie-woogie)
Music music music music
Samba samba samba
Samba samba samba
Samba samba samba