Baracunatana

I don't take, to my house
A woman, baracunatana
Because, they might think
That I'm crazy, really crazy

Last night I saw you
There was another, checking you out
You got on his motorcycle
He offered you gum, also a cookie
He started his scooter
And you left with the guy
Wearing the jumpsuit and the jacket

That's why, you are
Turucunocolo, locurucutu
Culata, cucharambi
Baracunata, baracunatana
And with the guy from the motorcycle
There were nine of them
And they serenaded you

I don't take, to my house
A woman, baracunatana
Because, they might think
That I'm crazy, really crazy

Last night I saw you
There was another, checking you out
You got on his motorcycle
He offered you gum, also a cookie
He started his scooter
And you left with the guy
Wearing the jumpsuit and the jacket

That's why, you are
Turucunocolo, locurucutu
Culata, cucharambi
That's why, you are
Turucunocolo, locurucutu
Culata, cucharambi
Baracunata, baracunatana
And with the guy from the motorcycle
There were nine of them
And they serenaded you

I don't take, to my house
A woman, baracunatana
Because, they might think
That I'm crazy, really crazy

Last night I saw you
There was another, checking you out
You got on his motorcycle
He offered you gum, also a cookie
He started his scooter
And you left with the guy
Wearing the jumpsuit and the jacket

That's why, you are
Turucunocolo, locurucutu
Culata, cucharambi
Baracunata, baracunatana
And with the guy from the motorcycle
There were nine of them
And they serenaded you