Shangrilá
Rita Lee
Shangri-la
Suddenly I find myself
Yellowed, bored, with no one
At these times laziness appears
The desire to disappear... for good
If I feel like it, I'm capable
Of going crazy
And sending everything to hell
And running away with you to Shangri-la
And letting myself be carried away
By an eternal kiss
By your captivating body
Hotter than hell
