Maywood - Blame It on the Bossa Nova

I was at a dance, when he caught my eye.
Standin' all alone, lookin' sad and shy.
We began to dance, swayin' to and fro.
And soon I knew, I'd never let him go.

Blame it on the Bossa Nova
With its magic spell.
Blame it on the Bossa Nova
That he did so well.
Oh, it all began with just one little dance
And soon it ended up a big romance.
Blame it on the Bossa Nova,
The dance of love.
(Now, was it the moon?)
No, no, the Bossa Nova.
(Or the stars above?)
No, no, the Bossa Nova.
(Now, was it the tune?)
Yeah, yeah, the Bossa Nova.
(The dance of love).

Now, I'm glad to say, I was bride-to-be
And we're gonna raise a family.
And when our kids ask how it came about,
Then I'm gonna say to them without a doubt

Blame it on the Bossa Nova
With its magic spell.
Blame it on the Bossa Nova
That he did so well.
Oh, it all began with just one little dance
And soon it ended up a big romance.
Blame it on the Bossa Nova,
The dance of love.
(Now, was it the moon?)
No, no, the Bossa Nova.
(Or the stars above?)
No, no, the Bossa Nova.
(Now, was it the tune?)
Yeah, yeah, the Bossa Nova.
(The dance of love).

(Now, was it the moon?)
No, no, the Bossa Nova.
(Or the stars above?)
No, no, the Bossa Nova.
(Now, was it the tune?)
Yeah, yeah, the Bossa Nova.
(The dance of love).