Cerveja, Sal e Limão

Beer, salt, and lemon
And at full volume the sound
I've lost track of time
Today I didn't go to work and I don't plan to tomorrow

So far I haven't figured out
How many cans I'll need
To get you out of my mind
And accept our sad end
No bar in town sells more to me

So far I haven't figured out
How many cans I'll need
To get you out of my mind
And accept our sad end
No bar in town sells more to me
Prefers the loss than seeing me like this

Prefers the loss than seeing me like this