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O WhatsApp

Tono: C

Introducción:

C                                                                              G7  
Praticamente trabalhei o mês inteiro
                                                                                                             C  
Pra poder ganhar dinheiro e comprar um celular
                                                                G7  
Porque a minha mulher queria
                                                                                     C  
Me falava todo dia e só vinha reclamar
                                  F                                                         C  
Esse que eu tenho é muito é muito antigo
                                                     G7                                                         C  
Todas vezes que eu ligo, ele não quer mais falar
                        F                                                         C  
Então comprei um aparelho bem potente
                                  G7                                                    C  
Ele é bem diferente, parece um computador
                F                                                    C  
No WhatsApp    ela aprendeu mexer
                                                G7                                                              C  
Já não sei o que fazer, to ficando até com dor
             F                                                      C  
Com isso acho que ela se diverte
                                                G7                                                                      C  
Que as vezes se interte, esquece até do nosso amor.
                                                  G7                                                      C  
Por causa desse WhatsApp, ela esquece da vida
                                                          G7  
E isso mata qualquer homem
                                                                     F  
Poque as vezes eu to com fome
                                G7                      C  
  E ela não fez nem a comida
                                                  G7  
Não lavou a nossa roupa
                                                                                          C  
E a casa ta, um desmando e mal varrida
                                                                  G7  
Não sei o que ela ta querendo
                                                                                                             C  
Eu finjo que to vendo, mas fico fulo da vida.
  C                                                                                              G7  
Minha mulher não quer saber mais de dureza
                                                                                                C  
Só quer ficar na moleza, naquele Pac-pac
                                                                     G7  
Esse vício já virou uma obceção
                                                                                                        C  
Com o celular na mão, não sai desse WhatsApp
        F                                                            C  
Preocupo porque ela vai clicando
                                     G7                                                                         C  
Isso ta me incomodado, chega até me dar um Bach
                                  F                                                            C  
Já não vou contra pra não dar o que falar
                                        G7                                                                 C  
Eu tenho que aceitar não tem por onde eu escape
                     F                                                    C  
Eu não sei com quem ela ta falando
                                G7                                                                    C  
Eu fico imaginando que pode ser algum larape
                        F                                                      C  
Desses caras que só fica na internet
                                                  G7                                                      C  
Navegando pinta o sete com esse tal de WhatsApp.
                                                  G7                                                      C  
Por causa desse WhatsApp, ela esquece da vida
                                                             G7  
E isso mata qualquer homem
                                                                     F  
Poque as vezes eu to com fome
                             G7                         C  
  E ela não fez nem a comida
                                                     G7  
Não lavou a nossa roupa
                                                                                        C  
E a casa ta, um desmando e mal varrida
                                                                G7  
Não sei o que ela ta querendo
                                                                                                             C  
Eu finjo que to vendo, mas fico fulo da vida.