Língua Doce (part. Simone Mendes)

There are people who are not people, no
Who arrive in the heart causing confusion
Shakes our bed
Leaves leaked in the world
Tricks the hustler
Ties up the scoundrel

Ohh, delicious
If you want to use me again, I'm on the track
If someone is already ahead, I'll get in line
I'm crazy for you to deceive me

Hey, where's the owner of the honey in this city?
And whoever has the sweet tongue
Tell her I miss her