Calcinha Amarela
Mano Walter
Yellow Panties
I found a strand of her hair on my pillow
Forgotten among the sheets, yellow panties
That left me here on the floor
In the cold of loneliness
It was her
She didn't leave her phone number and I don't even know her name
The scent of her perfume stuck to my nose
That left me here on the floor
In the cold of loneliness
It was her
It was just one night of love
I didn't hear from her again
I think she's married
She left in such a hurry
That left me here on the floor
In the cold of loneliness
It was her
If I knew where she lived, I would run to her arms
If she had a husband, I would run away with her
So as not to stay here on the floor
In the cold of loneliness
Because of her
It was just one night of love
I didn't hear from her again
I think she's married
She left in such a hurry
That left me here on the floor
In the cold of loneliness
Because of her
If I knew where she lived, I would run to her arms
If she had a husband, I would run away with her
So as not to stay here on the floor
In the cold of loneliness
Because of her
