Tempo de Beber
Gusttavo Lima
Drinking Time
Friday, eighteen and one
Weekend released
The bar awaits me
Already calling the gang
My freezer is at minus one
My head already puts a million
I'm leaving aimlessly
Without money and without heart
Don't call me, I won't answer
There will only be loud music playing
Just wanted to say
That it's time to drink
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Spending what I don't have
And what I will never have
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Calling emotionally
Calling my ex baby