So no sapatinho
Só No Sapatinho
Just in the little shoe
She arrives vain and smiling
Everyone soon feels her perfume in the air
She dances with a different swing
Goes back and forth, goes down slowly
This cat has a way with words
She's a very ripe grape and the crowd wants to taste
The scoundrel is on the street of bitterness
Walking full of craving but I'm the one who will get
Just in the little shoe, oh, oh
Just in the little shoe, oh, oh
Just in the little shoe, oh, oh
They're trying to compete for my space
Invade my territory, but I won't give in
They've been tracking my path
To know if I'm alone or if I'm on this plane
They're trying to beat me by exhaustion
To know what I do, but the one who talks is a fool
My seasoning, has love and affection
I'm eating very quietly, so as not to get indigestion
Just in the little shoe, oh, oh
Just in the little shoe, oh, oh
Just in the little shoe, oh, oh
