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You go to the samba
A cabrocha: Just sneaking around
Hot!
In the end, you go to the Motel
You have sex all night long
Thirty days later, she comes back pregnant
And wants to have the child
Conclusion: You pay alimony for the rest of your life
Does she love you?
No!
Then what is she?
A whore, she's a whore!

But you insist
Don't give up
Go to the mall, want to buy Lee jeans
A saleswoman comes to you
And calls you by name, as if you were intimate
Hot!
And sensual, provocative
You can't see anything else
Buy pants, underwear, socks, shoes
Conclusion: Is she a saleswoman?
No!
Then what is she?
A whore, she's a whore!

City of Rio de Janeiro
South zone, girl from Ipanema
Hot!
You want to live there
Do you have money? No
Then, you can't
Conclusion: Does this city love you?
No!
Then what is it?
A whore, she's a whore!

Calm down, what's this?
You're so upset, said the psychoanalyst in front of my delirium
It's because all the things I saw, child, factory, school
They all seemed like whores
Thirty minutes later, I paid for the consultation
And went back home alone
With that feeling
A whore, she's a whore!