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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gary Barlow
Vocals
Michael Bublé
Vocals
Sebastián Yatra
Vocals
Johan Carlsson
Piano
Ryan Carline
Programming
Andrés Guerrero Ruiz
Programming
Andres Munera
Programming
Fernando "Toby" Tobon
Electric Guitar
Peter Karlsson
Background Vocals
James Wiltshire
Drum Programming
Ash Soan
Percussion
Justin Quinn
Nylon-String Guitar
Tom Richards
Conductor
Amy Stewart
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gary Barlow
Composer
Michael Bublé
Composer
Sebastián Yatra
Composer
Jean Rodriguez
Composer
Tom Richards
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gary Barlow
Additional Producer
Sebastián Yatra
Additional Producer
Johan Carlsson
Vocal Producer
Ryan Carline
Recording Engineer
Andrés Guerrero Ruiz
Recording Engineer
Andres Munera
Recording Engineer
Fernando "Toby" Tobon
Additional Producer
Peter Karlsson
Vocal Producer
Mat Bartram
Recording Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
John Hanes
Mixing Engineer
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
There's a girl from Brazil
She was born to move her hips, can't keep her feet still
Always looking for attention
She uses her eyes to turn a small flame into a fire
[Verse 2]
Ah, she's a girl from a town
Where nobody knows your name, where nobody's found
And no one ever sees the bright lights now as she spends every night
She danced her way to a better life
[Verse 3]
I gotta leave 'cause it's a bad thing
She 'bout to make me do the things that she wanna do
It feels so good when it's a bad thing
But when the lights go down, come on, Elita, wave your crown
[Verse 4]
And the crowd shouts, "Elita
Oh come out where we can see ya"
Now the night is ready for ya
One dance and we'll be singing hallelujah
Now the crowd, they are screaming
Letting out what they are feeling
It's so hot, don't get too near
Number one señorita, oh Elita
[Verse 5]
It's kinda hard to find somebody from this part of the world
After you're looking at her body and you're starting to tell
That you're falling in love and it feels like a drug
You got nothing to lose, you've got something to touch
[Verse 6]
She can be cold, cold, digging for gold
She doesn't wanna keep a man, doesn't wanna be sold
She has a ticket to a life that is hard to resist
She rewrote the book and added a twist
[Verse 7]
I gotta leave 'cause it's a bad thing
She 'bout to make me do the things that she wanna do
It feels so good when it's a bad thing
But when the lights go down come on, Elita, wave your crown
[Verse 8]
And the crowd shouts, "Elita
Oh come out where we can see ya"
Now the night is ready for ya
One dance and we'll be singing hallelujah
Now the crowd, they are screaming
Letting out what they are feeling
It's so hot, don't get too near
Number one señorita, oh Elita
[Verse 9]
Dance, dance, dance, Elita
Dance, dance, dance, Elita
Dance, dance, dance, Elita
Looking at Elita, da, da, da
[Verse 10]
Bailame Elita, baila
Elita baila
[Verse 11]
So look out, beware
Like a do or dare
She'll fight for a right
She'll do whatever it takes
[Verse 12]
And the crowd shouts, "Elita (Elita)
Oh come up where we can see ya"
Now the night is ready for ya
One dance and we'll be singing hallelujah
Now the crowd, they are screaming
Letting out what they are feeling
It's so hot, don't get too near
Number one señorita, oh Elita
[Verse 13]
Dance, dance, dance, Elita
Dance, dance, dance, Elita
Dance, dance, dance, Elita
Come on, Elita
Come on, Elita
Come on, Elita
Written by: Gary Barlow, Michael Bublé, Sebastián Yatra, Jean Rodriguez