Tiro Pra Cima

Tonight I’m sleeping with my guitar
Whoever says we’re struggling
Is out of the loop, we’re sharper than a mother-in-law's tongue
These boys with their cheesy pickup lines
Don’t know real musicians when they come to perform
We pick up one, two, three, four girls
Even shoot up just to see the party pop
If I’m hooking up, that’s my business, talking about me is easy!
Let’s see you get more than I do

We ain't pretty, we ain't got cash
If you want us, we gotta be this way
If you want us, we gotta be this way