Boto
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Boto
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É sexta feira
É lua cheia
Coloco ouvido ao vento
E ouço o que ele tem a me dizer
Tem festa na beira
Garotas bonitas
Molho de pimenta e peixe assado pra comer
Muito prazer!
Eu sou o boto
As meninas contam que sou inté doutor
Diplomado na faculdade do amor
Clarisse, aninha, sonia, glorinha
Seu joão, sua filha tá comigo, não senhor
Quando a menina se encanta nada adianta
Mas nem sempre foi o boto que a encantou
Muito prazer
Eu sou o boto
As meninas contam que sou inté doutor
Diplomado na faculdade do amor
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Buscapé Blues performs "Boto", and this lyric page sits inside the Buscapé Blues catalog on LyroVerse.
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