Boca da Galera

(Warn them that if you're kissing everyone, it's despair, okay!)
I'm tired of pretending
That I forgot you
To play the fake, happy
To reach you

Leaving clothes on the floor that I don't know
Dawning each day at the address
This is not a comeback
It's despair
Of those who can't stand being single

Oh-uh-oh
I'm kissing a bunch of people
But the mouth of the crowd
Unfortunately it's not yours

I'm doing it in several beds
But when I get out of bed
The longing continues

Oh-uh-oh
I'm kissing a bunch of people
But the mouth of the crowd
Unfortunately it's not yours

I'm doing it in several beds
But when I get out of bed
The longing continues

My mouth is yours
My footprint is yours
That must be why the longing continues

My mouth is yours
My footprint is yours
It must, it must be because of this that the longing continues
(Henrique Casttro, live in Goiânia!) (on everyone's lips, sweep it away!)

Leaving clothes on the floor that I don't know
Dawning each day at the address
This is not a comeback
It's despair
Of those who can't stand being (I want to hear Goiânia like this, come, come, come!)

I'm kissing a bunch of people
But the mouth of the crowd
Unfortunately it's not yours (what?)

I'm doing it in several beds
But when I get out of bed
The longing continues

I'm kissing a bunch of people
But the mouth of the crowd
Unfortunately it's not yours

I'm doing it in several beds
But when I get out of bed
The longing continues

My mouth is yours
My footprint is yours
That must be why the longing continues

My mouth is yours
My footprint is yours
That must be why the longing continues
That must be why the longing continues
It must, it must be because of that