Rolê de Goiânia

I messed up, just like always
Wild instincts kicking in
I promised I’d change my ways
I was a fool, messed up again

Every time we fight, it’s the same old story
You disappear in Goiânia and block me
I’ve memorized all the places you go

Let’s start it off like this

At the Mambo deck, she wants to dine
At Bahrem, she wants to drink
At Azzure, at Moon, it’s gonna get wild
And in the car, we’ll greet the dawn

At the Mambo deck, she wants to dine
At Bahrem, she wants to drink
At Azzure, at Moon, it’s gonna get wild
And in the car, we’ll greet the dawn

Look at the young girl shaking her ass
Stopping the party with that low-cut top
Damn, she’s a vixen, such a tease
Everyone wants a taste of that vibe

So bounce it, then throw it
So bounce it, then throw it
Throw it on the Abelvolks bass
Bounce to the beat of the debauchery
Feeling lucky, huh?
Feeling lucky, huh?
Throw it on the Abelvolks bass
Bounce to the beat of the debauchery