I hang out in the streets of my city
Flashbacks of your naked body passing by
Will you call tomorrow?
I miss your skin against my breasts

I spent the weekend in your arms
Your hair tangled under my fingers
The memory of skin against skin
I turn into Rio Negro
Normally you're not my type
But I was struck by your Latin curve
In my head, it's carnival
Tell me it's a bit more than friendly, yeah

I juggle with evil, I rarely do good
Every night we do dirty, we say it's nothing
We are young, we are stupid so why be careful
We won't remember tomorrow so let's start over

I hang out in the streets of my city
Flashbacks of your naked body passing by
Will you call tomorrow?
I miss your skin against my breasts
I want a one-way ticket to Brazil
Until my heart leaves me alone
I smoked all your cigarettes, I have a headache

I'm afraid to love you because I've never done it
And I'm afraid you love me, I think that's my problem
I prefer to do anything
So much easier that way
But when I fall asleep with you, I dream of the colors of Cuba

I juggle with evil, I rarely do good
Every night we do dirty, we say it's nothing
We are young, we are stupid so why be careful
We won't remember tomorrow so let's start over

And I hang out in the streets of my city
Flashbacks of your naked body passing by
Will you call tomorrow?
I miss your skin against my breasts
I want a one-way ticket to Brazil
Until my heart leaves me alone
I smoked all your cigarettes, I have a headache
I smoked all your cigarettes, I have a headache

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