| Where do you want a revolver, I'm a coconut tree
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| And where you want money, I'm passion
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| Where you want rest, I am desire
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| And where I am only desire, you don't want
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| And where you don't want anything, nothing is missing
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| And where you fly high, I am the floor
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| And where you step on the floor, my soul jumps
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| And gain freedom in the amplitude
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| Where do you want family, I'm crazy
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| And where you want romantic, bourgeois
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| Where do you want Leblon, I'm Pernambuco
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| And where do you want eunuch, stallion
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| Where you want the yes and the no, maybe
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| And where do you see it, I don't see reason
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| Where the wolf wants you, I am the brother
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| And where you want cowboy, I'm Chinese
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| Oh! |
| gross flower of will
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| Oh! |
| raw flower, raw flower
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| Where you want the act, I am the spirit
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| And where you want tenderness, I'm horny
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| Where do you want the free, decasyllable
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| And where you seek the angel, I am a woman
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| Where you want pleasure, I am what hurts
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| And where you want torture, meekness
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| Where do you want a home, revolution
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| And where you want a thug, I'm a hero
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| I wish I wanted to love you love
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| Build us sweetest prison
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| Finding the fairest suitability
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| All metric and rhyme and never pain
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| But life is real and biased
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| And just see what a trap love set me
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| I want you, and you don't, as I am
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| I don't want you, and you don't want, as you are
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| Oh! |
| gross flower of will
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| Oh! |
| raw flower, raw flower
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| Where do you want rally, video flipper
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| And where you want romance, rock'n roll
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| Where you want the moon, I am the sun
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| And where pure nature, the insecticide
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| Where you want mystery, I am the light
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| And where you want a corner, the whole world
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| Where do you want lent, february
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| And where you want coconut trees, I'm a howitzer
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| What you want and you are always in the mood
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| Of what me is so unequal in me
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| Makes me want you good, want you bad
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| Good for you, bad if you want it like that
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| Infinitely personal
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| And me wanting to love you without end
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| And, wanting you, learn the total
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| To want there and from what is not in me |