graças! a quarta chegou!

Don't think that all
when see you,
to go down
how i do.

You're the stars
You're the lights
In the satellite, In the mars
you'll finish with my fright

It's unbelievable
the fact about your baby
Tell me tell me right
or comes to fight, baby.

This feed your superego
and do you stay up
from the city like a eagle
like a queen of the pop