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She has colors, curves, flavors, things that seduce
And I bring flowers, sounds of singers and she loves to listen
If my time comes, I need to leave, but she stops me
In a crazy way, stays a little, I'm unable to go
I won't lie, I got wrapped up

Sly, it was inevitable for me not to get involved
She's unbelievable, you had to see
You connect these little black girls, all dolled up
Kind of like a model, in a French vibe
She has a simplicity that is hard to find
And a wit that is hard to have

She speaks softly, likes warmth, affection
And when she goes to have a wine to toast she says Santé
We match, we have everything in common
If it's fate, I can't tell you
I had met her through an acquaintance
She's a friend of a friend I bumped into at a party

She has colors, curves, flavors, things that seduce
And I bring flowers, sounds of singers and she loves to listen
If my time comes, I need to leave, but she stops me
In a crazy way, stays a little, I'm unable to go
I won't lie, I got wrapped up

And she had a habit of looking for trouble
She said that love and jealousy were a set
She asked me to value her jealousy crises
Because if her jealousy disappeared, love would disappear too
And she enjoyed Nutella, magazines, soap operas, samba, Portela
The track, the slum, she's so sinister, a phrase maker and beautiful

She read Sergio Vaz, was a fan of Mandela
And think she's easy, man
She's not one of those girls, whatever, whatever
She doesn't fit in that rhyme from a few years ago
Nor does she match with vulgar women for just one night

She has colors, curves, flavors, things that seduce
And I bring flowers, sounds of singers and she loves to listen
If my time comes, I need to leave, but she stops me
In a crazy way, stays a little, I'm unable to go
I won't lie, I got wrapped up

I won't lie, I got wrapped up
And she wants, wants, wants, wants, wants, wants
And she wants, wants, wants, wants, wants, wants
And she wants, wants, wants, wants, wants, wants
I got wrapped up