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Ataulfo Alves
Well, yeah
Well, yeah
They talked so much that this time
The brunette left
They said she was the best
And I was the one who didn't know how to appreciate
They praised the brunette so much, so much
That she decided to leave me
The malice in these people is an art
They did so much that there was a separation, oh, oh, oh
You can find women everywhere
But you can't find the woman you have in your heart