Música do bate couro...

Baby I just don't get it Do you enjoy being hurt?

I know you smelled the perfume, the make-up on his shirt (ya.. e tu não ias andar c outras...?)

You don't believe his stories

You know that they're all lies (sim, deves ser um santo.. não mentes se calhar...)

Bad as you are, you stick around and I just don't know why

If I was ya man (baby you)Never worry bout (what I do)

I'd be coming home (back to you)

Every night, doin' you right (sim, és o super homem, não tinhas + ns que fazer.. everynight...)

You're the type of woman (deserves good thangs)

Fistful of diamonds (hand full of rings)

Baby you're a star (I just want to show you, you are) (sim, querido, sou a melhor, continua...)

You should let me love you (atão não deixo...)

Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need

Baby good love and protection (macho protector.. essa agora....)

Make me your selection

Show you the way love's supposed to be

Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you

ListenYour true beauty's description looks so good that it hurts (ui.. para ti sou uma deusa...)

You're a dime plus ninety-nine and it's a shame

Don't even know what you're worth

Everywhere you go they stop and stare

Cause you're bad and it shows (sim, eu sei, sou boa...)

From your head to your toes,

Out of control, baby you know

If I was ya man (baby you)

Never worry bout (what I do)

I'd be coming home (back to you)

Every night doin' you right (outra vez.. ui! Isso promete!)

You're the type of woman (deserves good thangs)

Fistful of diamonds (hand full of rings)

Baby you're a star (I just want to show you, you are)

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You deserve better girl (you know you deserve better)

We should be together girl (baby) (...ah.. eu mereço melhor... dizes isso só pq "we should be together.. achas-te mt bom tb, né?)

With me and you it's whatever girl, hey! (ah sim...? Vamos às compras então?)

o can we make this thing ours?

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É gira, sim senhor, fica no ouvido e tudo... rapzito sabe-la toda... daqui a um mês tava tudo igual a qualquer relação... cantiga do bandido de primeira esta ;)