franks, michael
when i walk around soho
i remember gamboa
there's a feeling
there's a beat
that hugs me like a boa
walking by the docks
where donga make the samba
in the rhythm of the people
from angola from rwanda
suffering along in the wonderful dilemma
falling in the trap of the beautiful morena
oh
it feels so good kissing you in the cinema
with this god given love
who would dare to condemn us?
ai
ai que coisa louca
meu deus que coisa boa