Arruma a Mala Ae
Sai de casa brigado com a mulher
Peguei a chave do carro e fui lá no cabaré
Curti a noite toda bebi botei pressão
As gata tudo doida em cima do meu paredão
Mas chegando em casa uma coisa me esperava
Era minha mulher com raiva arrumando as malas
E eu olhei pra ela sem saber o que fazer
E ela me respondeu arruma a mala ae
Arruma a mala ae
Arruma a mala ae
Arruma a mala ae
Em casa tu num vai ficar
Em casa tu num vai ficar
Em casa tu num vai ficar
Pack Your Bags
Left home mad at the wife
Took the car keys and went to the brothel
Partied all night, drank and turned up the heat
All the girls going crazy on my sound system
But when I got home, something was waiting for me
It was my angry wife packing the bags
And I looked at her not knowing what to do
And she replied to me, pack your bags
Pack your bags
Pack your bags
Pack your bags
You're not staying at home
You're not staying at home
You're not staying at home