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This girl...

This girl is different
She no longer knows me
She's way ahead
She's deceiving me
This girl is determined
To become super modern
She only sambas in secret
So no one notices
I cultivate roses and rhymes
Thinking it's great
She looks down on me
And will revolutionize the sound
I play her a flute concert
And don't stir any emotion
She wants to see the astronaut
Descend on TV
Time goes by
Time comes
She undoes me
What's the matter
That she only holds contempt for me
That she only holds disdain for me
Time goes by
Time comes
She undoes me
What's the matter
If on the left side of her chest
Deep down, she still cares for me

This girl is different
She no longer knows me
She's way ahead
She's deceiving me

This girl is the one from the window
That I got tired of singing about
And now she's just doing her thing
Causing a stir
But time goes by
Time comes
She undoes me
What's the matter
That she only holds contempt for me
That she only holds disdain for me

But time goes by
Time comes
She undoes me
What's the matter
If on the left side of her chest
Deep down, she still cares for me