Acabou

Yeah, girl
I was rummaging through the drawer
Found your hoop earring
And that black hair clip
Damn black hair clip that made me remember
I was getting my life together
But I'm crazy for you to mess it up

Such a young lady's way
Go back to making my beans
I promise I'll do the dishes for you
So everything will be fine
So everything will be zen
So you won't be without calling me my dear

I used to watch you on the dance floor
99% perfection
Just needed to be a Santos fan
I know I'm a pain in the neck
But sometimes you're too
More laid-back than my pants, damn
It's not my fault, nor yours
No problem
Since it's rap
Let's blame the system

There shouldn't be resentment
Where there was once love
So swear you water the flower every day
That I gave you

It was good while it lasted
And it lasted while it was good
But it's over
Sorry, but it's over
Your man is no longer under your duvet

Yeah, girl
It was good while it lasted
And it lasted while it was good
But it's over
Sorry, but it's over
Your man is no longer under your duvet

We never had a song just for us
One that plays, makes you remember
And leaves you in the dumps
But now several couples will enjoy this song
Because you didn't give me a wedding
But you're giving me a good rap

Yeah, girl
You became a rap lyric
Immortalized by my voice among the claps
And I'm in the same area code
When you want to find me
But I can't guarantee anything
If I won't already be accompanied over there

Then you'll knock on the door to say
That you love me, that you want me
But another girl will answer you
You'll see me coming in the dark
I'll hug her from behind and I'll say
Today there's no stale bread

I don't want you to know what will happen
I just want you to know it will be cool
When we're together
And when you see me say
That you won't see me anymore and you'll suffer
Don't try to change the subject

It was good while it lasted
And it lasted while it was good
But it's over
Sorry, but it's over
Your man is no longer under your duvet

Yeah, girl
It was good while it lasted
And it lasted while it was good
But it's over
Sorry, but it's over
Your man is no longer under your duvet

I lived for twenty years without knowing you existed
But after losing you
It's hard to live for twenty days
Now who will bring me peace and quiet?
Who will set aside Projota to call me my man?

In the best bum style
I'm too lazy to go see if there's someone better in the world
And the other girls get mad
Because you won their battles
Even without entering the competition

But you're always making it complicated
To get involved with you
The guy has to have a Corinthians heart
A sufferer
I'm a debtor of feelings
If you don't want, okay
I'm leaving, I'm going

I'll pack my clothes in the suitcase
And our souvenir photos
Get me the 2:30 bus fare
And I wanted to end with a heavier rhyme
But if I can't say I love you
I'd rather say nothing

It was good while it lasted
And it lasted while it was good
But it's over
Sorry, but it's over
Your man is no longer under your duvet

Yeah, girl
It was good while it lasted
And it lasted while it was good
But it's over
Sorry, but it's over
Your man is no longer under your duvet

It was good while it lasted
And it lasted while it was good
But it's over
Sorry, but it's over
Your man is no longer under your duvet

Yeah, girl
It was good while it lasted
And it lasted while it was good
But it's over
Sorry, but it's over
Your man is no longer under your duvet