(Oh oh oh oh) olha pagode aê, olha pagode aê (Oh oh oh oh) E as estrelas lá do céu eu vou buscar Beijos com sabor de mel eu vou te dar E pra nossa união Peço ao pai em oração abençoar Vai dando um jeito pra gente ficar O tempo que nos resta nesta festa

You're gonna be mine, little girl You've been through 18 years of pain I'm gonna give you a love, child You've been mistreated, little girl Even if I can't have you by my side You won't feel bad again But I swear, I swear it'll be outgrown But I swear,

Our love's an asylum Where you and I go Where we go, go, go, go crazy In a state of madness Wrapped up in your magic Ecstatic, an addict Oh, we landed on another planet And it feels like home here Will never go back there

Is that for me? Been thinking 'bout it all day Up against the wall, up against the wall No turnin' back now Catching feelings no, catching feelings no Let's go away now Savor the taste now Wanna know now Oooh, come a little bit closer

With a Salt Lake City blues I lost my sugar in Salt Lake City Oh, why did I go there I should have stayed down in New Orleans And never gone nowhere A girl with sweet talk from Kansas City Her words were sweet like wine She bought him diamonds and

If I drift long enough I'll be home Hold on if you can You're gonna sink faster Than you can imagine so hold Drink the water drink it down This time I know I'm bound To spit it back up I didn't want this

Well I'm a lover not a fighter So I kiss that girl and say goodbye now 'Cause I came for kicks not for arguments No whoa oh oh 'Cause I'm a lover not a fighter Leave a message after the beep Somebody fill in the gaps, somebody fill in the dots I feel

I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self-defense I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy, oh no All around in my home town They're trying to track me down They say they want to bring me

So tell me how the hell did we Turn into bittersweet company Oh, I remember when we Loved each other so fearlessly We were summer, love was burning We were white magnolias in bloom By the time the leaves had fallen

What fate awaits the machine-gun man? Well, he ain't got no future and he ain't got no plan It's a shame, it's a shame, Lord The trigger be his only friend It's a shame, oh yeah He's a pocketful of hate that don't give a damn Tell me what a young man,