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Zé Fofinho de Ogum

Bezerra da Silva

Zé Fofinho de Ogum

Ih, sujou geral
Dessa vez os búzios enganaram o Zé Fofinho

Zé Fofinho de Ogum
Era um tremendo 171
Zé Fofinho de Ogum
Era um tremendo 171

Zé Fofinho de Ogum
Era um tremendo 171
Zé Fofinho de Ogum
Era um tremendo 171

Dizia que os búzios falavam
Tudo o que ele queria saber
Desde a hora em que nasceu
Até a hora em que ia morrer

Amarrava mulher, amansava marido
O Zé só faltava era fazer chover
Amarrava mulher, amansava marido
O Zé só faltava era fazer chover

Zé Fofinho de Ogum
Era um tremendo 171
Zé Fofinho de Ogum
Era um tremendo 171

E da esposa do delegado Osvaldo Cruz
Ele tomou de montão
Pra dizer que o doutor andava lhe traindo
E ela pensando que ele era bom

Com uma linda imagem de São Jorge
Em suas costas, muito bem tatuado
O Zé com um papo de caô-caô
Dizia que tinha o corpo fechado

E quando sujou geral
Ele pelo Santo não foi avisado
De repente, pintou a caçapa
Era o Zé frente a frente com o delegado

O doutor muito invocado
Gritou: O coro vai comer
Tira a roupa do malandro
E bate até o cavalo correr
Tira a roupa do malandro
E bate até o cavalo correr (ih!)

Zé Fofinho de Ogum
Era um tremendo 171
Zé Fofinho de Ogum
Era um tremendo 171

Dizia que os búzios falavam
Tudo o que ele queria saber
Desde a hora em que nasceu
Até a hora em que ia morrer

Amarrava mulher, amansava marido
O Zé só faltava era fazer chover
Amarrava mulher, amansava marido
O Zé só faltava era fazer chover

Zé Fofinho de Ogum
Era um tremendo 171
Zé Fofinho de Ogum
Era um tremendo 171

E da esposa do delegado Osvaldo Cruz
Ele tomou de montão
Pra dizer que o doutor andava lhe traindo
E ela pensando que ele era bom

Com uma linda imagem de São Jorge
Em suas costas, muito bem tatuado
O Zé com um papo de caô-caô
Dizia que tinha o corpo fechado

E quando sujou geral
Ele pelo Santo não foi avisado
De repente, a décima pintou
Era o Zé frente a frente com o delegado

O doutor muito invocado
Gritou: O coro vai comer
Levava o congado preto velho
Desde a lenha até o cavalo correr
Tira a roupa do malandro
E bate até o cavalo correr

Olha aí, tira a roupa do esperto
Escalpela até o cavalo correr
Tira a roupa do malandro
E bate até o cavalo correr

Livra somente a cara de São Jorge
E bate até o cavalo correr
Tira a roupa do malandro
E bate até o cavalo correr

Olha aí, tira a roupa do malandro
Arrepia até o cavalo correr
Tira a roupa do malandro
E bate até o cavalo correr

Zé Fofinho de Ogum

Oh, it's all messed up
This time the cowrie shells deceived Zé Fofinho

Zé Fofinho of Ogum
Was a huge con artist
Zé Fofinho of Ogum
Was a huge con artist

Zé Fofinho of Ogum
Was a huge con artist
Zé Fofinho of Ogum
Was a huge con artist

He said the cowrie shells spoke
Everything he wanted to know
From the time he was born
Until the time he would die

He tied up women, tamed husbands
Zé almost made it rain
He tied up women, tamed husbands
Zé almost made it rain

Zé Fofinho of Ogum
Was a huge con artist
Zé Fofinho of Ogum
Was a huge con artist

And from the wife of delegate Osvaldo Cruz
He took a lot
To say that the doctor was cheating on her
And she thought he was good

With a beautiful image of Saint George
Tattooed on his back
Zé with a lot of nonsense talk
Said he had a protected body

And when it all went wrong
He wasn't warned by the Saint
Suddenly, the showdown came
It was Zé face to face with the delegate

The doctor very angry
Shouted: The beating will come
Strip the scoundrel
And beat until the horse runs
Strip the scoundrel
And beat until the horse runs (oh!)

Zé Fofinho of Ogum
Was a huge con artist
Zé Fofinho of Ogum
Was a huge con artist

He said the cowrie shells spoke
Everything he wanted to know
From the time he was born
Until the time he would die

He tied up women, tamed husbands
Zé almost made it rain
He tied up women, tamed husbands
Zé almost made it rain

Zé Fofinho of Ogum
Was a huge con artist
Zé Fofinho of Ogum
Was a huge con artist

And from the wife of delegate Osvaldo Cruz
He took a lot
To say that the doctor was cheating on her
And she thought he was good

With a beautiful image of Saint George
Tattooed on his back
Zé with a lot of nonsense talk
Said he had a protected body

And when it all went wrong
He wasn't warned by the Saint
Suddenly, the tenth came
It was Zé face to face with the delegate

The doctor very angry
Shouted: The beating will come
He took the black old congado
From the firewood to make the horse run
Strip the scoundrel
And beat until the horse runs

Look, strip the smart one
Scalp until the horse runs
Strip the scoundrel
And beat until the horse runs

Only saves the face of Saint George
And beat until the horse runs
Strip the scoundrel
And beat until the horse runs

Look, strip the scoundrel
Make the horse run
Strip the scoundrel
And beat until the horse runs

Look, strip the scoundrel
Make the horse run
Strip the scoundrel
And beat until the horse runs

Escrita por: Dario Augusto / Embratel do Pandeiro