Let's go

I live in the slums, and she in the South Zone
I'm black and the little rich girl is blonde with blue eyes
The rich boys are dumb, resentful that I'm poor
When I go to her neighborhood, it's a big buzz

I live in the slums, and she in the South Zone
I'm black and the little rich girl is blonde with blue eyes
She wants to leave the posh neighborhood
To marry a poor guy
She already has me as a black man and wants to make another one

With black or nagô, Paraguayan watch
I'm almost late to go out with her
Sneakers from the street vendor, a fake perfume
No money in the wallet to go out with her
I need a favor
But it has to be in love
I don't have a real to leave the slum

The fifth day hasn't arrived, my boss hasn't paid me
My card is already maxed out and my ride is gone
She already asked me, where I live, where I'm from
If it's by car or on foot that I'm going out with her
I don't know if someone told her
That I'm a poor sufferer
That I only have a shack inside the slum

Her father is a doctor, he knows that I'm a singer
And her mother already told me to take good care of her
Look, I'm a worker
I put myself at your disposal
I'm honest and my love today is only for her

I know I'm poor, but my heart is noble
And what's mine is hers
Come
Today I want to see if she loves me
And I'm going to tell her that I live in the slum
But if she starts lying, lying, I'm going to break up with her
But if she swears her love, her love
I'm going to marry her
Sing Tardezinha

I live in the slums, and she in the South Zone
I'm black and the little rich girl is blonde with blue eyes
The rich boys are dumb, resentful that I'm poor
When I go to her neighborhood, it's a big buzz

I live in the slums, and she in the South Zone
I'm black and the little rich girl is blonde with blue eyes
She wants to leave the posh neighborhood
To marry a poor guy
She already has me as a black man and wants to make another one

So since it's like this, she wants to be close to me
She can bring her blankets and set of pots
She will pass by the salon right next to the ditch
Two streets further up is my alley
She comes from the South Zone, this is not common here
The girls from the samba school already want to pick on her
Everyone's buzzing, at the bar one by one
They're lining up to gossip about her

She said she loves me, that I can even if I don't have money
She wants to have a little black boy and live in the slum
What she saw in me, with my kinky hair
She broke up with the rich boy from her neighborhood
I'm going to see with my neighbor, a very cheap rent
To be able to fit my things and her stuff
Live quietly and date (slowly)
Wake up only with kisses and still sing for her

Let's go, I live in the slums, and she in the South Zone
(I'm black and the little rich girl is blonde with blue eyes) I'm black
The rich boys are dumb, resentful that I'm poor
When I go to her neighborhood, it's a big buzz

I live in the slums, and she in the South Zone
I'm black and the little rich girl is blonde with blue eyes
She wants to leave the posh neighborhood
To marry a poor guy
She already has me as a black man and wants to make another one

Your eyes
Your naked body
Is an invitation to dance
In the rhythm of love
I started to like you
On the island of the sun
The noise of the sea

They call me crazy
I don't even care
I know I'm crazy
Crazy for you
You were born for me
Your lips say yes
Javé got it right
He made you for me

And after the ball
A tasty love
Drawing the moon
With stars in hand
Running to the sea
Flying to the sky
Enjoying in your room
Or toasting in a motel

Your angry mother
Wanting to kill me
You can leave my mother-in-law
I'm thinking about getting married
I stopped at your daughter
I think I got stuck
I don't know if I'm in love
I must be (in love) let's go

Hello guys I stopped messing around
Now I'm a serious guy
Very serious
Why? Oh
I intend to get married

Walking hand in hand
In formal attire
Parading at a ball showing my love
Entering the Maraca
Just to contradict
We kissing in the Young Fan, sing

Your eyes
Your naked body
Is an invitation to dance
In the rhythm of love
I started to like you

In the late afternoon

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