Now I'm going to change my behavior
I'm off to fight because I want to dress up dapper
I'm going to treat you with brute force
So that I can rehabilitate myself
Because nothing comes easy in this life
And I ask: with what clothes
With what clothes will I go
To the samba that you invited me to?
With what clothes will I go
To the samba that you invited me to?
Now I don't amble about all merry
Because money isn't easy to come by
Even though I'm a shifty rogue
I can't even get enough to spend
My best days are behind me
But now with what clothes?
With what clothes will I go
To the samba that you invited me to?
With what clothes will I go
To the samba that you invited me to?
Today I'm leaping like a toad
To see if I can escape this plague of vultures
I'm already covered in rags
I'm going to end up buck-naked
My suit has already turned to oakum
And I no longer even know with what clothes
With what clothes will I go
To the samba that you invited me to?
With what clothes will I go
To the samba that you invited me to?
Your ol' Portuguese has run for the hills,
He's already gone and taken his boon.
He's forgotten who he loved so much yesterday,
He's faced Adamastor1 on his way to Portugal,
To get hitched with a lassie,
But now with what clothes
With what clothes will I go
To the samba that you invited me to?
With what clothes will I go
To the samba that you invited me to?
1. the stormy and mythological embodiment of the Cape of Good Hope