.Eu tava encostado ali minha guitarra
Num quadrado branco, vÃdeo papelão
Eu era um enigma, uma interrogação
Olha que coisa
Mas que coisa à toa, boa, boa, boa, boa, boa
Eu tava com graça...
Tava por acaso ali, não era nada
Bunda de mulata, muque de peão
Tava em .
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