Buga lá rir então...

Friday night is bath night this is what they say

We are gonna dig the groove, we've waited all day

We wear trendy trousers with belts a mile too long

We are gonna catch the bus into the town

We are boogie on down...

[Chorus:]

Dig that groove ba-a-by [repeat]

Dig dig dig dig digga that groove baby.

There they are again covered in Old Spice

They think they will get the girls causethey smell nice,

They all call me riff raff

'Coz I wear a Crombie

I couldn't stand it being just like them

they all look like puffs not men

[Chorus]

See that trendy there she used to be a punk

Now she's off to the disco to listen to junk

Her boyfriend was a skinhead

He used to shout Oi! Oi!

Play that funky music that's what they say now

Come with me and I'll show you how...

[Chorus]

Asfixiado pela saudade, pelo sentimento que perdura... Pela puta da revolta!

I need a change of...

"The glove compartment isn't accurately named

And everybody knows it.

So i'm proposing a swift orderly change.

Cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm

And all i find are souvenirs from better times

Before the gleam of your taillights fading east

To find yourself a better life.

I was searching for some legal document

As the rain beat down on the hood

When i stumbled upon pictures i tried to forget

And that's how this idea was drilled into my head

Cause it's too important

To stay the way it's been

There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade

And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all

And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide

Lying awake at night

There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade

And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all

And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide

Lying awake at night (up all night)

When i'm lying awake at night."