Pouca Coisa lyrics by Wallace Costa. Ela conduz o lem de costas Emerge poesia e mal conhece a bossa Visita tudo quanto é buraco Troca dinheiro por lábia Troca...
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Ela conduz o lem de costas
Emerge poesia e mal conhece a bossa
Visita tudo quanto é buraco
Troca dinheiro por lábia
Troca sim
O Troco que vem é o que vale na caminhada
Feito de luz
O sinal embassado
Quase que mata o carro
De tontura
Quem vence a corrida dos anos
Está farto
Debaixo da terra
Comendo pouca coisa
Sai pra lá
Que esse papo já morreu
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