É Nisso Que Dá / Sem Me Controlar / Mala Pronta
Lauana Prado
That's What Happens / Without Controlling Myself / Ready Suitcase
That's what happens
You come out of the shower
With no clothes on
To provoke me
Call me, come here
I get excited
Thinking about the sex that could happen
That's what happens
I'm at your beck and call
Doing everything to please you
But you only give me a kiss
Saying goodnight
And go to bed
I'm tired
Of being your toy
I lost my fear and I'm going to leave
I took
Only what is mine
Because nothing of yours is worth taking
Worth taking
I left
A note on the mirror
Written in red for you to remember
You didn't take care with affection
And your little toy
Ended up breaking
That's what happens
The flesh is weak
I'm not made of tin
The body asks, I will obey
It's my instinct
All I feel
I will seek what gives pleasure
I let myself go
Ah, it was a moment
It wasn't on purpose
I sensed in the air
That smell that comes to drive me crazy
Without controlling myself
I grab you, hug you, kiss you on the mouth
You holding back, telling me not to be crazy
Wanting everything in your time
Everything at a certain moment ai, ai, ai
Without controlling myself
I grab you, hug you, kiss you on the mouth
You holding back, telling me not to be crazy
Wanting everything in your time
Everything at a certain moment ai, ai, ai
You went too far
And drove me crazy
You did everything wrong and the mystery is over
Today I put it to the test
Today I went out on the street
Today I divided
My life and yours
It's over
It wasn't worth it
This time you lost me
Get your suitcase ready
Pack your clothes
You can leave, I'll find another
I'm serious
Believe me
Knowing that I'm right
Why should I cry?
Get your suitcase ready!
Get your suitcase ready
Pack your clothes
You can leave, I'll find another
I'm serious
Believe me
Knowing that I'm right
Why should I cry?
Get your suitcase ready!