Azar na Praia
Nel Monteiro
Bad Luck at the Beach
Bathing at the beach, it was you and me
But what a big mess happened to us:
My shirt, your dress
When night fell, nothing appeared.
Very embarrassed, we left from there
Me shirtless, you in a bikini.
No money, no car
We came on foot, we spent the evening.
(And she, poor thing, very distressed, shouted like this:)
Oh, how am I going to, how am I going to?
How am I going to leave?
With my legs all exposed
And almost showing my little apples…
(Repeat)
Very embarrassed, we left from there
Me shirtless, you in a bikini.
No money, no car
We came on foot, we spent the evening!
