text: Hey, Mr. DJ
  Put a record on
  I want to dance with my baby
  And when the music starts
  I never want to stop
  Its gonna drive me crazy
  Music
  Makes the people
  Come together
  Music
  Makes the bourgeoisie
  And the rebel
  Dont think of yesterday
  And I dont look at the clock
  I like to samba-reggae
  Its like riding on the wind
  And it never goes away
  Touches everything Im in
  Got to have it everyday
  Music
  Makes the people
  Come together
  Music
  Makes the bourgeoisie
  And the rebel
  Do you like to samba-reagge?
  Do you like to samba-reagge?
  Do you like to samba-reagge?
  Do you like my samba-reagge?
  Hey, Mr. DJ
  Put a record on
  I want to dance with my baby
  And when the music starts
  I never want to stop
  Its gonna drive me crazy
  Music
  Makes the people
  Come together
  Music
  Makes the bourgeoisie
  And the rebel
  Dont think of yesterday
  And I dont look at the clock
  I like to samba-reggae
  Its like riding on the wind
  And it never goes away
  Touches everything Im in
  Got to have it everyday
  Music
  Makes the people
  Come together
  Music
  Makes the bourgeoisie
  And the rebel
  Do you like to samba-reagge?
  Do you like to samba-reagge?
  Do you like to samba-reagge?
  Do you like my samba-reagge?
  Music music music music
  Samba samba samba
  Samba samba samba
  Samba samba samba