Blues Para Bia
Chico Buarque
Blues To Bia
I made this Blues to Bia
But Bia won't come to hear
I won't censor the lady
It's her nature
To live out there free
I composed such a sweet melody
So she will soften
I rhymed with melancholy
My everyday without Bia
But Bia doesn't care
Maybe she can't imagine
What I'm insinuating
Maybe she'll laugh
Maybe she'll get shy
Maybe she wants to let me know
That in Bia's heart
There's no place for boys
But nothing saddens me
I would even become a girl
For her to date me
