Fã Clube (part. Marília Mendonça)

Ah, if my eyes could take pictures
Of the poses you strike
I wouldn't even blink

Your kiss tastes like caramel
The more I kiss you
The thirstier I get

The more I taste you
The more I approve of you
And it's hard for me to say no
To this addiction
What a show to meet you
A festival of love and pleasure

My heart started a fan club just for you
Oh, my love, I came here just to see you
My heart started a fan club just for you
After the performance you gave in bed

My heart started a fan club just for you
Oh, my love, I came here just to see you
My heart started a fan club just for you
After the performance you gave in bed

I'm your number one fan, it's me, it's me
I'm your number one fan, it's me, it's me

The more I taste you
The more I approve of you
And it's hard for me to say no
To this addiction
What a show to meet you
A festival of love and pleasure

My heart started a fan club just for you
Oh, my love, I came here just to see you
My heart started a fan club just for you
After the performance you gave in bed

My heart started a fan club just for you
Oh, my love, I came here just to see you
My heart started a fan club just for you
After the performance you gave in bed

I'm your number one fan, it's me, it's me
I'm your number one fan, it's me, it's me