Nois tropica, mas não cai
Rick & Renner
We stumble, but we don't fall.
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
There are some people who can't drink the good stuff
With the first sip, it's falling down for no reason
There are people who can't drink at all
On the second sip, he's kissing the stairs
There are people who can't drink wine
By the first glass, he's already feeling dizzy
People who can't handle a rooster's tail (a type of cocktail)
Who ends up suckled, pissing in the drain
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
There are people who can't drink tequila
Soon sleepiness sets in and the goat dozes off
You can't drink any brandy
If you're going to talk, you're spitting on us
Some people don't drink whiskey with ice
And he drinks so much, cowboy, that his knees swell up
People who can't even have a beer
He begins to cry, leaning over the table
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
There are people who don't drink pure cachaça
Sugar, lemon, add ice and mix
And then they call that a caipirinha
And he burps sourly all night long
There are people who, when they can't find cachaça
Drink anything, and the craving won't go away
The drink is making you sleepy
Beware, the drunkard's pot has no owner
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
There are people who don't drink pure cachaça
Sugar, lemon, add ice and mix
And then they call that a caipirinha
And he burps sourly all night long
There are people who, when they can't find cachaça
Drink anything, and the craving won't go away
The drink is making you sleepy
Beware, the drunkard's pot has no owner
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
We stumble, but we don't fall
You can bet on it, that's how it'll work
