Pagode

Beautiful brunette with open teeth
Goes to the pagode, the noise is certain
Don't flirt with me so openly
I'm married but not faithful

Current models are all strange
These young girls showing off their legs
With thin legs like palm trees
I don't go easy on today's girls

My wife and I made an agreement
I go to the pagode, she doesn't
Last Saturday I went, she stayed
Next Saturday she'll stay, and I'll go

I had a lasso made from ox leather
To lasso a pretty girl with fiery eyes
I threw the lasso at the girl, it fell to the ground
I left the lasso there, took the girl by the hand

I locked in my marriage, I'll marry in a few days
It'll be a fat Italian girl, not sure if she wanted
If the fat one doesn't want me, I'll marry the skinny one
Fat Italian girls are just fantasy

I sing my friends' songs, I also compose
On the guitar, I have the skill
It's something I find ugly for a guitarist to want to bring down
Not to make songs they tell me to make

I break Cristiano's machete, I break Penacho's machete
We're on top, they're below
The guitarists in São Paulo keep doing the same thing
They're below, we're on top