Rolê Sem Futuro

I went to a dive last night
But I didn’t see you
What the hell, I ask
Why didn’t you show?
I was waiting for you
To show your face
And since you didn’t come
I just got fucked over

They asked for a bucket of long necks
Expensive beer, what a pain
God save me from going there
Then two girls from Recife showed up

They ordered a liter of whiskey
That I had to pay for
That’s when Rafaela leaned in
Telling me her story
It even made me cry

And I just watched the bill rise
Like a damn hill
I prayed to all the saints
To get me out of there

I came in with a grand in my pocket
And left with just a hundred
I’m like the Mamonas Assassinas
They grabbed my ass
And I still haven’t hooked up with anyone

Oh-oh-oh, no future hangout
Oh, no future hangout
Oh-oh, no future hangout
Oh-oh-oh, no future hangout
Oh, no future hangout
Oh-oh, no future hangout