Batatinha Frita

French fries 1, 2, 3
French fries 1, 2, 3

Whenever you look at me
I become a statue
I can't walk in the exact direction
I think I'm liking you

I always think about paying you a visit
But it looks like potato chips
When I get close I can't move

I don't understand why this happens to me
I want to talk, but my voice disappears
My heartbeat really accelerates

I think I'll send you a note
With sugar, with affection and with affection
To say that I like you