LYRICS GAME

I felt like making this track for ya

To talk about your hair and the way you move

About your pale body

Bright red from the sun

My winter muse

She doesn't like putting on Sundown, no

She likes maté tea, complains about the sand

She almost gets sick

When she watches mermaid movies

I said: beer, she was in

Under the blanket

It makes no difference to me

If summer's already over

Today won't be a beach day

But that's no problem

Winter loves do exist

They just don't hit the big screen

Today won't be a beach day

But that's no problem

Winter loves do exist

They just don't hit the big screen, hey

(Rom, dom, dom, yeah, rom, dom, dom, eh, oh

Rom, dom, dom, yeah, rom, dom, dom, eh, oh)

And she reminds me

Of that girl from Ipanema

Only she doesn't samba

But she'll turn into a poem

Look at that, girl

She leaves me speechless

She mocks the guys in Speedos walking by

I break a sweat watching her walk

We, through the city, to the sound of "Tarde em Itapuã"

In the backseat she made me an even bigger fan

Crazy heat, little clothing

A dive with no cap

I pretend I'm drowning

Just to get her mouth-to-mouth

Today won't be a beach day

But that's no problem

Winter loves do exist

They just don't hit the big screen

Today won't be a beach day

But that's no problem

Winter loves do exist

They just don't hit the big screen, hey

Rom, dom, dom, yeah, rom, dom, dom, eh, oh

Today won't be a beach day

But that's no problem

Winter loves do exist

They just don't hit the big screen

Today won't be a beach day

But that's no problem

Winter loves do exist

They just don't hit the big screen, hey

(Rom, dom, dom, yeah, rom, dom, dom, eh, oh

Rom, dom, dom, yeah

They just don't hit the big screen

Rom, dom, dom, yeah, rom, dom, dom, eh, oh

Winter loves do exist

They just don't hit the big screen, hey