To eat, to sleep
This Saturday is sad for me
My woman is not here
Maybe she is looking for something
That he doesn't find in me
And Bob will make me eat
My throat is closed
Why, I would like to cry already
Even if something if I had something to eat
I wouldn't want her, because she
She's not here
But if she comes back, I'll really beat her
You have to understand that this way, no it doesn't work
You must understand that on Saturdays a man
He cannot remain without a woman and on fasting
From eating, to sleeping
This Saturday is sad for me< br/>But if she comes back
The courage to beat her
No, I won't have it, because I love her
And she's everything to me

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