Merci Beaucoup
Molejo
Thank You Very Much
I think I found my beloved
I'm living a fairy tale
Only God knows how happy I am
She's the woman I always wanted
Like an angel that fell from the sky
I feel like I'm on honeymoon
There's just one detail that bothers me
I don't understand anything she says
But it's because she's a foreigner
She came from Paris
But already has a Brazilian soul
She loves this country
It's just that I can barely
Say 'I love you'
And she comes with this thing
Of 'Merci Bocu'
'Merci Bocu', 'Merci Bocu'
I don't even say 'I love you'
She already wants 'Merci Bocu'
'Merci Bocu', 'Merci Bocu'
I don't even say 'I love you'
She already wants 'Merci Bocu'
It's good when we're in love
Because kissing doesn't allow talking
But after we make love
The damn woman insists on talking
I don't know if she's cursing me
Or if she's praising me
I just know I need to enjoy it
Because her visa is about to expire
But it's because she's a foreigner
She loves this country
It's just that I can barely
Say 'I love you'
And she comes with this thing
Of 'Merci Bocu'
'Merci Bocu', 'Merci Bocu'
I don't even say 'I love you'
She already wants 'Merci Bocu'
'Merci Bocu', 'Merci Bocu'
I don't even say 'I love you'
She already wants 'Merci Bocu'
