Medida Certa
Iguinho e Lulinha
Right Measure
Hi, I'm calling you to come over to my place
Tonight, if you're free
Only if you can, only if you can
No, don't tell anyone that I miss you
It's not true
You and me, nothing to do with each other
It's just that my comb asked about your hair
I heard complaints from my mirror
Wanting to know about you
When will it see you
I swear, to me, it doesn't matter much
If I pass by your door all the time
My car fell in love on the route
It's not me
It's my room that fell in love
Pillow dependent and addicted to you
It's not me
My sheet wants you now and not later
My bed has the right measure for both of us
