Elas Precisam Também

Your friends talk bad, but they need too
An original scoundrel who treats them well
And tonight is beautiful to go for a ride around
Your friends talk bad, but they need too
An original scoundrel who treats them well
Who enjoys life and makes you smile

Enough of gossip, intrigues, fights because of your friends
Unloved and stuck in life
The night invites you ready for perdition
Forget the wounds they left in your heart
Beautiful, tiny, toast the reason for every second
Forget the daddy's boy and come with your scoundrel
Oh
She doesn't want a bodybuilder who takes steroids and has a playboy
She wants a skinny scoundrel whose car is a skateboard
She dismisses the guy in a tie
Comes with the mutt who has the grip to pull her by the hair,
Who makes her dream in the face of the nightmare
You like my style, thug style
Shorts hit the shins and the shirt goes past the elbows

Your friends talk bad, but they need too
An original scoundrel who treats them well
And tonight is beautiful to go for a ride around
Your friends talk bad, but they need too
An original scoundrel who treats them well
Who enjoys life and makes you smile

Life comes down to mischief
Even so, babe, I would do it for you
The best move ensuring artillery
My victory would be to keep the partnership
From sunrise to sunset
You and me lying down and holding each other in my sheet

Your body calls me in bed in flames
My loose shirt serving as your pajamas
We don't want to know about anything
Just come with me to enjoy the night
I want you just for me, I'll stick until the end
Your look has already said everything, no need to say