Bebe Cachaça

It's such a sad sight to see you at the bar crying and drinking
Telling everyone that you're hurting
That you traded me for a fling
Man, what a tough life
It's such a sad sight, seeing you being used and tossed aside
You didn't think twice before kicking me out
Now you come begging me to come back on your knees
Listen to my advice

Cry it out, it helps, drink some cachaça
If you die, it’ll pass, just enjoy it
'Cause this advice I'm giving you is free