24 Horas Por Dia
LUDMILLA
24 Hours a Day
You have nothing to do
And you stay in this agony
Talk about me, think about me
Twenty-four hours a day
Talk about me, think about me
Twenty-four hours a day
Talk about me, think about me
Talk, talk about me, think about me
You only know my first name
And you think you know me
Look, put yourself in your place
And see if you don't mess with me
You make a face
When you pass by me
And on top of that, you drool
Looking me up and down
The young one went crazy
Even stopped in time
When I did the 'quadradinho'
Showing my talent
Tight pants, perky butt
Ten times better than your girlfriend
Stop everything, grab the glass
With decorated nails
Oh, ordered one, naughty
I already figured out your trick
To know about my life
You don't leave my Facebook
You have nothing to do
And you stay in this agony
Talk about me, think about me
Twenty-four hours a day
Talk about me, think about me
Twenty-four hours a day
Talk about me, think about me
Twenty-four hours a day
