Ed Motta - A Flor Do Querer Lyrics
Little whizz kid mystified me, she was a New York City beatShe came on flash - monster mash, motors in her feetNow we moved out of Manhattan to her home on the Brooklyn HeightsHer dad's a street punk and her mum's a drunk, but we made out alrightFar far from home, oh I felt so aloneCould not spin to the speed of the cityOh send me my ticket, I'm too scared to stickWith my little whizz kid - such a pityNow she really tried her hardest just to make me leave the bandShe even hired a toy