Doidivanas
Liber Pampa
Balada Bovina
You were a vaqueano
But you weren't vivaracho
You lived in a cut
In a tight barbicacho
You were a macanudo < br/>What did you test?
I'll tell you, old man
She suffered you
It's true that she was a jerk
But her scoundrel held your heart ão
You are more judged than a one-legged armpit
I know China has marked you all over your palette
Where does the cachaç go
The judgment is hidden
Man by a guasqueado woman
Don't give a hand to the delegate
Woman, sugarcane and biscuits
We can find you anywhere
Get ready for the dance
You have to honor your bombast
Sirigaita is like the wind
No one catches or separates
If it comes swaying
At a glance we jump
That piguancha
It's a bagaceira flower!
I took my bolos
And went after the animal
(Rodrigo Martins, Daniel Moreira/
Felipe Mello, Rodrigo Osório, Daniel Conceiçà £o)

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