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Rio de Janeiro, Rio de Janeiro

Disturbia Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum (What's wrong with me?) Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum (Why do I feel like this?) Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum (I'm going crazy now) Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum No more gas, in the rear Can't even get it started Nothing heard, nothing said Can't even speak about it All my life, all my head Don't wanna think about it Feels like I'm going insane Yeah It's a thief in the night to come and grab you It can creep up inside you and consume you A disease of the mind It can control you It's too close for comfort Put on your break lights Were in the city of wonder Ain't gonna play nice Watch out you might just go