Bilhete
Bilhete lyrics by Francine Rocha. Quebrei o teu prato, tranquei o meu quarto Bebi teu licor Arrumei a sala, já fiz tua mala Pus no corredor Eu limpei minha...
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Bilhete
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Quebrei o teu prato, tranquei o meu quarto
Bebi teu licor
Arrumei a sala, já fiz tua mala
Pus no corredor
Eu limpei minha vida, te tirei do meu corpo
Te tirei das entranhas
Fiz um tipo de aborto
E por fim nosso caso acabou-se, está morto
Jogue a cópia da chave por debaixo da porta
Que é pra não ter motivo
De pensar numa volta
Fique junto dos teus
Boa sorte e adeus
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Francine Rocha performs "Bilhete", and this lyric page sits inside the Francine Rocha catalog on LyroVerse.
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