Segredo Clichê
GIANA
Cliché Secret
Every time I drink expensive wine, I think of you
When I recline my car seat, I think of you
If I'm alone in my room, I think of you
My mind melts, memories
Freeze a cliché secret
In bed, I'm yours, naked, in the street, I'm mine, I run from the leashe
But there's a good chance I’ll look for you with twelve shots in my head
Listening to Baco, in the alley, your mouth, I crave your carnal presence
Your wet skin, my hunting night, an eternal fatal fetish
Oh
Tongues in slow motion
Fifty shades of trouble
Classic, tragic
Desire for a forbidden movie romance (oh)
Tongues in slow motion
Fifty shades of trouble
Classic, tragic
Desire for a forbidden movie romance
Oh
Ah-ah, ah, ah-ah (oh)
Ah-ah, ah, ah-ah (oh)
Ah-ah, ah, ah-ah (oh)
Forbidden movie romance
In bed, I'm yours, naked, in the street, I'm mine, I run from the leashe
But there's a good chance I’ll look for you with twelve shots in my head
Listening to Baco, in the alley, your mouth – I crave your carnal presence
Your wet skin, my hunting night, an eternal fatal fetish
Oh
Tongues in slow motion
Fifty shades of trouble
Classic, tragic
Desire for a forbidden movie romance (oh)
Tongues in slow motion
Fifty shades of trouble
Classic, tragic
Desire for a forbidden movie romance
Oh
Ah-ah, ah, ah-ah (oh)
Ah-ah, ah, ah-ah (oh)
Ah-ah, ah, ah-ah (oh)
Forbidden movie romance
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Forbidden movie romance-ah-ah
