Desafinado

If you say that I’m out of tune, babe
Know that it causes me immense pain
Only the privileged have ears like yours
I’ve got just what God gave me
If you insist on labeling
My behavior as unmusical
Even while lying, I must argue
That this is bossa nova, it’s very natural
What you don’t know, not even sense
Is that the out of tune also have a heart

I took a picture of you with my Rolleiflex
It revealed your huge ingratitude
You just can’t talk like that about my love
This is the greatest you’ll ever find
You with your music forgot the main thing
That in the hearts of the out of tune
Deep down, quietly beats
That in the hearts of the out of tune
A heart also beats.