Craudete

Heart of twenty-seven, face of seventeen
She likes Hornet, but only has a scooter
In her toilette, razor blades were never missing
Here comes Craudete, prepare the confetti

Body like a guitar, her name is Craudete
From Monday to Friday she wakes up before seven
Works at a little bar in the shopping mall as a waitress
Has more jewelry on her neck than Queen Elizabeth
Hates high heels, but likes basketball
Omelette for breakfast, spaghetti for lunch
Baguette for snack, croquette for dinner
Her mouth always busy, chewing gum

I want to live with you in a studio apartment
And take you for a ride on a moped
You'll travel to Mars on my mattress
Craudete, I want to be your puppet
We'll watch movies on a VCR
And our love will one day make headlines
I don't want you to misunderstand me, Craudete
At night, you'll make me a little cake

She has a cousin who lives by the beach, her name is Ivete
Famous in the neighborhood, known as a flirt
She's bold now, but when she was a kid
If someone messed with her, she'd slap them
Craudete likes Bon Jovi, Skank, and Roxette
She completed the entire collection in vinyl and cassette
Has the Windows version on CD and floppy disk
She never leaves Facebook, addicted to the internet

I want to live with you in a studio apartment
And take you for a ride on a moped
You'll travel to Mars on my mattress
Craudete, I want to be your puppet
We'll watch movies on a VCR
And our love will one day make headlines
I don't want you to misunderstand me, Craudete
At night, you'll make me a little cake