Ricky Martin

I met a girl at the carnaval
In Rio de Janeiro
We danced all night on the boulevard
In doorways we did the tango
I miss her lips
And the way she sashayed her hips
As she shook her shoulders
I miss the smell of her hair
I don't care if it takes my whole life
to find her
Chorus
We were dancing in the summer rain
We were dancing throught the night
She never said her real name
So I called her Spanish eyes
Spanish eyes ...