Zé Do Rock

Zé do Rock is getting worse every day
Swears that his girl doesn't fall for the forró

Poor thing, she falls nicely
Dances, jumps, spins and moves
Even does a little shimmy

Zé, I think you better take a good look
Zé, your girl has talent
Zé, it's flawless
The fire of this woman

And in this game
The night goes on
Women whispering
And men thinking dirty