Onze Fitas
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Onze Fitas
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Por engano, vingança ou cortesia
Tava lá morto e posto, um desgarrado
Onze tiros fizeram a avaria
E o morto já tava conformado
Onze tiros e não sei porque tantos
Esses tempos não tão pra ninharia
Não fosse a vez daquele um outro ia
Deus o livre morrer assassinado
Pro seu santo não era um qualquer um
Três dias num terreno abandonado
Ostentando onze fitas de Ogum
Quantas vezes se leu só nesta semana
Essa história contada assim por cima
A verdade não rima
A verdade não rima
A verdade não rima...
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Maria Rita performs "Onze Fitas", and this lyric page sits inside the Maria Rita catalog on LyroVerse.
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