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Sérgio Mendes
Sérgio Mendes


Background information
Birth name Sérgio Santos Mendes
Born February 11, 1941
Born place Niterói, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
Origin Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
Genre(s) Samba
Latin Pop
Lounge
Soft Rock
Disco
Years active 1961—present
Label(s) Elektra Records
Atlantic Records
Capitol Records
A&M Records
Concord Records



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Sérgio Mendes Album


with Brasil '66

1970
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What the world needs now is love, sweet love
It's the only thing that there's just too little of
What the world needs now is love, sweet love
No not just for some but for everyone

Lord, we don't need another mountain
There are mountains and hillsides enough to climb
There are oceans and rivers enough to cross
Enough to last till the end of time

What the world needs now is love, sweet love
It's the only thing that there's just too little of
What the world needs now is love, sweet love
No, not just for some but for everyone

Lord, we don't need another meadow
There are cornfields and wheat fields enough to grow
There are sunbeams and moonbeams enough to shine
Oh listen, lord, if you want to know

What the world needs now is love, sweet love
It's the only thing that there's just too little of
What the world needs now is love, sweet love
No, not just for some but for everyone

No, not just for some, oh, but just for everyone

. . .


Well, I think I'm going out of my head
Yes, I think I'm going out of my head
Over you
Over you
I want you to want me, I need you so badly
I can't think of anything but you

And I think I'm going out of my head
Yes, I think I'm going out of my head
Over you
Over you

I see you each morning
But you just walk past me
You don't even know that I exist

Goin' out of my head over you
Out of my head over you
Out of my head day and night
Night and day and night
Wrong or right

I must think of a way
Into your heart
There's no reason why
My being shy
Should keep us apart
And I think I'm going out of my head
Yes, I think I'm going out of my head

Goin' out of my head over you
Out of my head over you
Out of my head day and night
Night and day and night
Wrong or right
Night and day and night
Wrong or right
Day or night
Everyday, every, every day

. . .


(portuguese part:)

Adeus
Vou pra não voltar
E onde quer que eu vá
Sei que vou sozinho
Tão sozinho amor
Nem é bom pensar
Que eu não volto mais
Desse meu caminho
Ah, pena eu não saber
Como te contar
Que o amor foi tanto
E no entanto eu queria dizer
Vem
Eu só sei dizer
Vem
Nem que seja só
Pra dizer adeus

(english part:)

Goodbye
It's all over now
You been gone before
But this time it´s over
There´s no much to say
You're not coming back
You just close the door
Leaving me alone now

Oh was it just a dream
Never really true
Why am I so lonely
Oh so lonely
Please come back to me
Come if it's one more time
Come even just to say
Just to say adeus

Oh was it just a dream
Never really true
Why am I so lonely
Oh so lonely
Please come back to me
Come if it's one more time
Come even just to say
Just to say goodbye

. . .


Sittin' in the morning sun
I'll be sittin' when the evening comes
Watching the ships roll in
Then I watch them roll away again, yeah

I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay
Watchin' the tide roll away, ooh
I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time

I left my home in Georgia
Headed for the Frisco Bay
Cuz I've had nothing to live for
And look like nothing's gonna come my way

So, I'm just gon' sit on the dock of the bay
Watchin' the tide roll away, ooh
I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time

Looks like nothing's gonna change
Everything still remains the same
I can't do what ten people tell me to do
So I guess I'll remain the same, listen

Sittin' here resting my bones
And this lonely mess won't leave me alone, listen
Two thousand miles I roam
Just to make this dock my home, now

I'm just gon' sit at the dock of a bay
Watchin' the tide roll away, ooh
Sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time

. . .


Gotta good reason
Were taking the easy way out
Gotta good reason
Were taking the easy way out

She was a daytripper, one way ticket, yeah
Took me so long to find out, I found out

Tried to please her
She only played when I can
Tried to please her
She only played when I can

She was a daytripper, one way ticket, yeah
Took me so long to find out, I found out

She was a teaser
She took me half the way there
She was a teaser
She took me half the way there

She was a daytripper, sunday driver, yeah
Took me so long to find out, I found out

Daytripper, one day for you, yeah
It took me so long to find, I found out

Daytripper, yeah
Daytripper, yeah
Daytripper, yeah
Daytripper, yeah
Daytripper, yeah
Daytripper, yeah
Daytripper, yeah
Daytripper, yeah
Daytripper, yeah

. . .


Day after day alone on the hill
The man with the foolish grin
Is keeping perfectly still
But nobody wants to know him
They can see that he's just a fool
And he never gives an answer
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning around

Well on his way his head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Talking percetly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sound he appears to make
And he never seems to notice
But the fool on the hill
Nobody seems to like him
They can tell what he wants to do
And he never shows his feelings
But the fool on the hill

. . .


Are you goin' to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to the one who lives there
He once was a true love of mine

Are you goin' to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to the one who lives there
He once was a true love of mine

Are you goin' to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to the one who lives there
He once was a true love of mine

Are you goin' to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to the one who lives there
He once was a true love of mine

Scarborough Fair
Scarborough Fair
Scarborough Fair . . .

. . .


He asked me to stay and he told me to sit anywhere
But I looked around and I noticed there wasn't a chair

I once had a guy
Or should I say
He once had me

He showed me his room
Isn't it good
Norwegian wood?

He asked me to stay and he told me to sit anywhere
But I looked around and I noticed there wasn't a chair

I sat on the rug
Biding my time
Drinking his wine

We talked until two
And then he said
It's time for bed

He told me he worked in the morning and started to laugh
I told him I didn't and crawled out to sleep in the bath

And, when I awoke
I was alone
This bird had flown

So, I lit a fire
Isn't it good
Norwegian wood?

He asked me to stay and he told me to sit anywhere
But I looked around and I noticed there wasn't a chair

I sat on the rug
Biding my time
Drinking his wine

We talked until two
And then he said
It's time for bed

. . .


Oaria raio
Oba Oba Oba
Oaria raio
Oba Oba Oba

mas que nada
black eyed peas came in to make it hotter
we beat the party starters
bubblin up just like lava
like lava heat it like a sauna
penetrating into your body armor
rhythmically we message ya
with hip hop mixed up with samba
with samba so yes yes yall
you know we never stop
we never rest yall
the black eyed peas are keeping it funky fressh yall
and we wont stop until we get you, til we get you

Oaria raio
Oba Oba Oba
Oaria raio
Oba Oba Oba

peter piper picked peppers but Tab rocked ryhmes
1,2,3 for several times
heavy rotation made by every kind
of radio stations blessing every mind
and we crossing boundaries like everyday
tu papi papi pair to the r n b
we got we got tab magnification tab magnafied
like every day
so yes yes yall
you know we never stop we never rest yall yall
the black eyed peas are keeping it funky fressh yall
and we wont stop until we get you, til we get you sayin

Oaria raio
Oba Oba Oba (la la la la la)
Oaria raio
Oba Oba Oba

drop hot hot be my daily operation
got to put a right in this crazy occupation
gotta keep it movin' thats the motivation
gotta ride the waves and keep a tight relation
with my team keeping moving and doing it right
i've been in a lab every day til daylight
thats the way things move in this monkey business
we took a old samba song and remixed it

Mas que nada
Sai da minha frente
Eu quero passar
Pois o samba esta animado
O que eu quero e sambar
Este samba
Que e misto de maracatu
E samba de preto velho
Samba de preto tu
mas que nada, we gonna make you feel lil hotter
peas and Sergio Mendes heating up sambaaaa
badabababababaaaaaa
sergio play your piano sergio play your yo yo yo yo piano (echoing)
check it out

Oaria raio
Oba Oba Oba (la la la la la)
Oaria raio
Oba Oba Oba (la la la la la)
Oaria raio
Oba Oba Oba
Este samba
Que e misto de maracatu
E samba de preto velho
Samba de preto tu (la la la la la)

. . .


A mão que toca um violão
Se for preciso faz a guerra
Mata o mundo, fere a terra
A voz que canta uma canção
Se for preciso canta um hino
Louva à morte
Viola em noite enluarada
No sertão é como espada
Esperança de vingança

O mesmo pé que dança um samba
Se preciso vai à luta
Capoeira
Quem tem de noite a companheira
Sabe que a paz é passageira
Prá defendê-la se levanta
E grita: „Eu vou!“

Mão, violão, canção e espada
E viola enluarada
Pelo campo e cidade
Porta bandeira, capoeira
Desfilando vão cantando:
Liberdade

Quem tem de noite a companheira
Sabe que a paz é passageira
Prá defendê-la se levanta
E grita: „Eu vou!“
Porta bandeira
Capoeira
Desfilando vão cantando:
Liberdade
Liberdade
Liberdade
Liberdade . . .

. . .


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