Bêbada Favorita (part. Maiara e Maraísa)

Because of alcohol, my memory is bad
Sorry for knocking over the gin yesterday
It's just that, you know
When I drink, I, um
It's just that my way becomes, you know how I am

You know me better than anyone
I stumbled upon a memory and called
Hi, life
It's me
Your favorite drunk

My angel, I told you that I am someone
Who always surprises you and, thinking about it
There might still be something between us
I look out the window and see a desperate world
Nobody belongs to anyone, I just wanted a boyfriend

Um, I'm not good at being alone, no
I lie, but just a little lie
But I'm not good at being alone, no
That's how I feel after five cans

Oh, my love, my beloved, my doll
I swear I want you, I swear I wait for you
And let lightning strike, my head, the world on me
If right now I'm not being serious

And all this madness that I deny the next day
I disguise appearances, deny all evidence
And to be honest with you, I don't even remember half of it
I'm a cliché from a bar table

I'm not good at being alone, no
I lie, but just a little lie
But I'm not good at being alone, no
That's how I feel after five cans

Uh
That's love, folks
Love is like that
Hey