I'm leaning on the table,
I confess I almost fell off the chair
And this waiter doesn't help me,
Already brought the 20th one for the road
Already saw my despair,
And raised the tv volume
Knows that I'm an addicted
And drink the double listening to a "modão"*
The third song isn't even over yet
And I already remember of us making love
Cellphone in my hand, but it's not ringing
If it was a call our love would be a mistake
Would be a mistake
Waiter change the dvd
This song makes me suffer
And my heart can't take it
This way you tear me apart
Every shot is in the bill and the 10% raises
Then you break me out!
And my heart can't take it
And the 10% raises
The third song isn't even over yet
And I already remember of us making love
Cellphone in my hand, but it's not ringing
If it was a call our love would be a mistake
Would be a mistake
Waiter change the dvd
This song makes me suffer
And my heart can't take it
This way you tear me apart
Every shot is in the bill and the 10% raises
Then you break me out!
And my heart can't take it
And the 10% raises