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Short Skirt

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You're a bad girl that likes to go hang out late at night
You like to do drugs with everyone drinking beer
You take pictures of your tits and ass and like selfies
Dating all the bosses that like Louis Vuitton clothes
I am a good boy 'from inside the house to outside in the alley'
Make you become infatuated because I have a little talent
A short skirt slowly steps into the bar
How many guys love you but don't dare to express it?
I know, I know you are an angel
And I'm just a diligent student
But in your heart there is always my name
Nobody is beside you so get beside me
You don't like to go home before ten o'clock at night
You say you're lonely, there's always someone waiting for you
You say that everyone has the right to love
Because only then will you have money to spend

You are a bad girl with a short skirt
Eating out on the street, unafraid of sunburn
As long as there's money, you don't discriminate, you are a bad girl you like money

You are a bad girl with a short skirt
Eating out on the street, unafraid of sunburn
As long as there's money, you don't discriminate, you are a bad girl you like money

There's a wound from childhood that you're trying to heal
After that, your life had to experience uncountable bitterness
A few scores whenever you stepped into love affairs
And every month, dating tens of guys is a normal thing
You felt remorse and then cried in bed
After that, you went back again like a horse familiar with the old path
You say that in life there's nothing to worry about
Because you are yourself in those times that you smoke weed
There's a tattoo on the skin
Write both mother's name and father's name
The highs are indescribable
It causes you to not want to go home tonight
Habits that don't need to be quit
I want you to care, I need a little trick
Life isn't sad nor happy
But it's important to have money in your pocket
You don't like to be given roses
The thing you need is a room full of money
And money is something you always keep in your heart
And your bank account has never been without money
Because you're beautiful at every centimeter
You cause so many guys to sacrifice themselves to die
But no matter what, you still don't care
And you became a whore while at a young age

You are a bad girl with a short skirt
Eating out on the street, unafraid of sunburn
As long as there's money, you don't discriminate, you are a bad girl you like money

You are a bad girl with a short skirt
Eating out on the street, unafraid of sunburn
As long as there's money, you don't discriminate, you are a bad girl you like money

I put on a short skirt, then I go in
Glancing over to see me arrive, you must say hello
I say that I'm a bad girl, for sure
If you don't like it, don't get roped in
The DJ plays the music on top
What goes down must come back up
You turned around to ask for my name
Dude, why do you remember and then forget?
This dude is a player
Things you buy don't need to be repaid (on loan)
Why would I sell purses anyway, you guys keep looking for a place to put your wallets
You gaze at me for a truly long time
I'm beautiful to death
Look at my round butt and you know
From where do the waves begin?
How much money is your rent?
There's a lot that you keep taking out
You don't need to be afraid of getting scolded
Because it's my loud voice instead
If I flirt then you fall
I only need to say a few sentences
Meeting you is like crossing legs on my neck
But that doesn't mean I'm running away
Anytime the streets light up, I go to the bar
I just need to play, no need to pay
Bad girls like me aren't widespread
And what I like are bruises on the skin
You want to try the strange flavor
Just call me and I'll come over quickly
Good girls only make you bored
And I am corrupt (enough) to make you happy

You are a bad girl with a short skirt
Eating out on the street, unafraid of sunburn
As long as there's money, you don't discriminate, you are a bad girl you like money

You are a bad girl with a short skirt
Eating out on the street, unafraid of sunburn
As long as there's money, you don't discriminate, you are a bad girl you like money

You are bad girl you like money (yah yah)
You are bad girl you like money (yah yah)
You are bad girl you like money (yah yah)
You are bad girl you like money.

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like a salmon that swims upstream
and, defying the arrows, the bears, and the fishermen
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I'll search for you in the eyes of the last friend,
I'll listen to the tolling of an ancient heart.
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they threw you away like a dress.

They no longer want you, they no longer search for you,
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but they had broken his pencil.

I'll search for you among the desks of an old schoolhouse
where in your book I left you a pansy.
I'll search in a song of revolution
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Dear missing love,
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Dear missing love,
they threw you away like a dress.

And they no longer want you, they no longer search for you,
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Dear missing love.

~~~~~

Dear missing love.

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Go
Heavenly serenade
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Who resembles so much a Madonna
Go
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Calm the heart that hasn't forgotten
The golden dreams that it hasn't dreamed
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“Good evening”
The taste of your kisses
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To give a little more peace
To this heart
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Since my love
Is no longer mine
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Go
Heavenly serenade
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Who resembles so much a Madonna
Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart of one who hasn’t forgotten
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It kills so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade and nothing more

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
The taste of her kisses
To dream again
To give a little more light
To this heart
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”

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Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade and nothing more

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“Good evening”

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Heavenly serenade

Go
Heavenly serenade
Heavenly like the eyes of a woman
Who resembles so much a Madonna
Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart that hasn’t forgotten
The golden dreams that it hasn’t dreamed
It kills so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
The taste of your kisses
To dream again
To give a little more light
To this heart
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”

Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart that hasn’t forgotten
The golden dreams that it hasn’t dreamed
It kills so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”