I don't know what you were waiting for, with me there's no story, it's just a friend To whom do you want to swallow? That your body doesn't bother your so-called friends But don't worry, I don't doubt us Together we are stylish, it's not a question of loyalty The problem doesn't come from us, I know men I myself was on the other side Yes, I hurt, I don't know how many women And I'm afraid you'll become my flashback Yes, I hurt, I don't know how many women And I'm afraid you'll become my flashback My darling, you are pretty, with an impolite body Men are merciless, forbidden to approach them With time you embellish, you are better than Lexa Palotelli I don't want to be mistaken, man-woman, there is no friendship If I love you, I'm jealous When I love, I'm jealous If I love you, I'm jealous Obviously, I'm jealous Baby, you are mine, I'm someone's wife What shines on your hand means that you belong to me My baby, you are mine, I'm someone's wife What shines on your hand means that you belong to me I still don't know what you were waiting for Men didn't grow up in the logic of becoming just friends I still don't know what you were waiting for Get rid of all this nonsense right now And don't be naive No, but beware of everything, everything and everyone Starting with the opposite *** If I tell you to beware of everything, everything and everyone It's that my turn will end up coming Yes, I hurt, I don't know how many women And I'm afraid you'll become my flashback Yes, I hurt, I don't know how many women And I'm afraid you'll become my flashback My baby, you are pretty, with an impolite body Men are merciless, forbidden to approach them With time, you will have a better idea than what it looks like He doesn't want me to be suspicious Men, women, there is no friendship If I love you, I'm jealous When I love, I'm jealous If I love you, I'm jealous Obviously, I'm jealous Baby, you are mine, you are someone's wife What shines on your hand means that you belong to me My baby, you are mine, you are someone's wife What shines on your hand means that you belong to me I'm jealous, I'm jealous Even if I trust you I'm jealous, I trust you, but I'm jealous I trust you, but I'm jealous Jealous Jealous Jealous Jealous