Shortinho Saint-Tropez

She wanted love
I just wanted pleasure
She gave herself
I didn't even want to know

She wanted love
I just wanted pleasure
She gave herself
I didn't even want to know

When she passes by here
I keep trying to understand
What I did to lose your love

She drives me crazy
I tried everything to forget
I can't avoid a new encounter

My heart wants your affection, wants your attention
She made me make peace with the illusion
She wears Saint-Tropez style shorts
A knitted blouse, drives me crazy

She lost the good habit of forgiving me
Now I ask to come back and she says no
She still laughs at my jealousy, says it's a setup
Doesn't even give me time to talk about my loneliness

Oh, oh, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh

My heart wants your affection, wants your attention
She made me make peace with the illusion
She wears Saint-Tropez style shorts
A knitted blouse, drives me crazy

She lost the good habit of forgiving me
Now I ask to come back and she says no
She still laughs at my jealousy, says it's a setup
Doesn't even give me time to talk about my loneliness

My heart wants your affection, wants your attention
She made me make peace with the illusion
She wears Saint-Tropez style shorts
A knitted blouse, drives me crazy

She lost the good habit of forgiving me
Now I ask to come back and she says no
She still laughs at my jealousy, says it's a setup
Doesn't even give me time to talk about my loneliness

Oh, oh, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh