A Gente Faz Amor

I'm trying to get better
I'm trying to change
And you come here to mess me up
Want another little escape
Another little smack
No one will charge a small sin

A fling like this, who doesn't have
The more we run away, the more come
The boldness starts with a kiss on the mouth
Things get heated, the mood warms up
And we undress

I lose control, catch fire when I feel your warmth
And we make love, we make love
In a motel, at my house, in my car or wherever
We make love, we make love
Boldness, naughtiness, call it what you want
We make love, we make love
And we make love, and we make love
And we make love, and we make love
In the lelele in the lalaia in the leleie le leoo
We make love, we make love
And we make love, and we make love
And we make love, and we make love