The intercom rang, the doorman said
That a woman wants to come up
She didn't want to say her name
She just said that her love lives there

I figured it out right away
Who he was talking about
And my sweetheart next to me saw that I lost my color
And found it strange

She asked me who it was
I just said they dialed the wrong number
But the deceived one is her
Who does everything right with the wrong guy
I had nowhere to run, eh, eh

He called again and my sweetheart went to answer

Now she understood
Why the passenger seat
Was never in the same place
She understood why so much
I changed the password on my cell phone

She understood
That the sweat I arrived with
Was not from the gym
She understood who was the overtime
From work almost every day

With teary eyes
She just told me: Go down, your love is waiting for you downstairs

She asked me who it was
I just said they dialed the wrong number
But the deceived one is her
Who does everything right with the wrong guy
I had nowhere to run, eh, eh

He called again and my sweetheart went to answer

Now she understood
Why the passenger seat
Was never in the same place
She understood why so much
I changed the password on my cell phone

She understood that the sweat I arrived with
Was not from the gym
She understood who was the overtime
From work almost every day

She understood
Why the passenger seat
Was never in the same place
She understood why so much
I changed the password on my cell phone

She understood
That the sweat I arrived with
Was not from the gym
She understood who was the overtime
From work almost every day

With teary eyes
She just told me: Go down, your love is waiting for you
Downstairs

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