Pula Fora (part. Murilo Huff)

In my closet, half of it’s just her clothes
In my bathroom, there’s her little shampoo
Got a million pics of us on her iPhone
Love here, love there, just like a soap opera

But think about a little heart that’s frozen
I’m already in, but I’m almost dying, frozen
On this hot body, I touch everything
Just can’t bring up the subject

We sleep together, it’s nice until late
On my mattress, you jump, jump, until the springs break
But if you mention dating, you jump, jump out
But if you mention dating, you jump, jump
We sleep together, it’s nice until late
On my mattress, you jump, jump, until the springs break
But if you mention dating, you jump, jump out
But if you mention dating, you jump, jump out

But if you mention dating, you jump, jump out
But if you mention dating, you jump, jump out

But think about a little heart that’s frozen
I’m already in, but I’m almost dying, frozen
On this hot body, I touch everything
Just can’t bring up the subject

We sleep together, it’s nice until late
On my mattress, you jump, jump, until the springs break
But if you mention dating, you jump, jump out
But if you mention dating, you jump, jump out
We sleep together, it’s nice until late
On my mattress, you jump, jump, until the springs break
But if you mention dating, you jump, jump out
But if you mention dating, you jump, jump out

We sleep together, it’s nice until late
On my mattress, you jump, jump, until the springs break
But if you mention dating, you jump, jump out
But if you mention dating, you jump, jump out

But if you mention dating, you jump, jump out
But if you mention dating, you jump, jump out