Tramanda Beach

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    The sun is burning down
    The city is fucking warm
    But I'm still alive working like a dog
    I gotta take the road with no destination

    Osório let's go
    It sounds OK to me
    We can go far away
    A way to Tramandaí
    Let's wet our asses
    On the brown sea!

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    We're going to Tramandaí
    We're going to Tramandaí
    We're going to Tramandaí yeah
    Everybody knows where I want to be

    Summer is killing me
    I'm sweating to death
    I wish I was on the beach
    With a six pack without
    Any kind of complication

    Damn! Stuck on freeway
    Turn on the radio to keep me OK
    Basic little black
    O, o, o, o, o
    The traffic don't want to ride
    A kid in the next car shows me the middle finger!
    Holly crap! They told me
    Don't take the road on a Friday night!

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