There were two, two things on my mind (my mind)

There were two, two things on my mind (my mind)

I want to go back (back), back to my luggage

I want to leave (leave), leave this place behind

Ok, I’m sitting on the airplane to Los Angeles to get my luggage back.

It’s quiet and next to me there is a friendly guy from Morocco or somewhere.

So we talk, and I wanted to show him the pictures of my boat, and guess what?

I find out, that I forgot my wallet in the apartment, in Berlin!

And here I am - no cash, no credit cards, and not wearing a suit for four days!

Suddenly, the nice guy beside me jumps up with a pistol in his hand,

Runs to the cockpit and demands that the pilot has to go to Rio de Janeiro!

One, just one night in Rio (in Rio)

Too, too tired to complain (buagh)

Three, three stamps in my passport

For you it might sound funny (well…)

But I was in pain

All right… After twenty six hours

We got rescued by the Brazilian anti-terror squad -

Nice guys by the way.

Later at the gate I see this BEAUTIFUL lady smiling at me.

I go over there and talk to her

And SHE invites me to go over to her house.

Sounds like there’s a chance to shave.

And is one, one night in Rio (Rio)

We had two, two glass of champagne (champagne)

And after three, three minutes of talking (hahaha)

We made love (love... ), again and again (again again again…)

Aagghh, it’s four o’clock in the morning and I’m getting a little rest -

You know what I’m saying, hah - it was a rough night.

My cell phone rings. It’s my agent Steve.

He’s telling me he’s waiting on my boat in Malibu with all my luggage -

Thank God!

Ready to go to Honolulu, I could dress, go to the airport,

pick up my ticket because I have to go back, back to LA.