A Balada de Buk
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A Balada de Buk
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Vendi outro trampo
Pro mesmo jornal
Mas levei logo um grampo
Do cheque especial
Era quase um conto
Eu já estava feliz
Agora me sinto um tonto
Não sei nem porque fiz
Estou em crise de abstinência
Tem um jacaré em minha residência
Acordei atrasado
Me sentindo quase ok
E fiquei assustado
Porque nem vomitei
Me veio a tremedeira
E o medo de morrer
Procurei na carteira
Qualquer dez pra beber
Corri pra estação
Esperando encontrar
Meu filho João
Saindo pra trabalhar
O moleque é porreta
Não sei nem quem puxou
Me deu logo cinquenta
E depois me abraçou
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Murillo Augustus performs "A Balada de Buk", and this lyric page sits inside the Murillo Augustus catalog on LyroVerse.
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