I'm in the surf
Of a million sexy words
I'll take my time
In this lascive crazy world

While she's still young
And before I get old
At last corner

She said that I got
The perfect penis
Urological cirurgy
Well, I have none
Travel this way
Al I've gotta say

Is calling all bands
(Calling all bands)
Ah, ah, ca-ca-ca-calling all bands
(Calling all bands)
Ha-ah, ca-ca-ca-calling all bands
(Calling all bands)
Ah, ah, ca-ca-ca-calling all bands
(Calling all bands)
Ah, ah, ca-ca-ca-calling all bands
(Calling all bands)
Ah, ah, ca-ca-ca-ca

She said that she likes the way that I walk
When I walk that mute
When I walk that poppy
Seeing this way
All I've gotta think
Now she is my friend

She says she adores me
And my hyped pop style
And that she's the evil
When I smile
And right in this way
All I've gotta scream

Is calling all bands
(Calling all bands)
Ah, ah, ca-ca-ca-calling all bands
(Calling all bands)
Ha-ah, ca-ca-ca-calling all bands
(Calling all bands)
Ah, ah, ca-ca-ca-calling all bands
(Calling all bands)
Ah, ah, ca-ca-ca-calling all bands
(Calling all bands)
Ah, ah, ca-ca-ca-ca

Composição: Flávio Basso (Júpiter Apple)