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4 e 15 ou 10 pras 3

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 F       Dm7               F                                       Dm7           F 
Se ainda fosse madrugada 4h e 15 ou 10 pras 3
                                       Dm7         F       G                               F                 C             F 
e ela viesse na calçada oh! minha amada! yeah! hei!
                                           Dm7       F                                                               Dm7   F 
Se ela viesse cintilante feito uma bala em contraluz
                                                             Dm7                   F               G               F                         C     F 
e me enxergasse nesse instante negava o antes que eu fui.
             Dm7                                               C/E                 F     Dm7       Bb                                                            C7 
Por ela eu daria meus patins, por ela,                       meu blusão de flanela.
             Dm7                                                     C/E               F       Dm7     Bb                                            C7   F 
Por ela atravessava os jardins, por ela,                       acendia uma vela.
                               F                   Dm7           F                                                   Dm7   F 
Se ainda fosse uma menina com sua crina de néon
                                                               Dm7     F   G               F         C         F 
como um espelho, cristalina, adrenalina, neston.
                                                   Dm7           F                                           Dm7     F 
E se já fosse uma senhora àquela hora, fome gris
                                               Dm7               F                 G           F     C   F 
e me beijasse sem demora morria agora feliz.
             Dm7                                                                   C/E               F       Dm7   Bb                                                  C7 
Por ela amamentava os querubins, por ela,                       meu sinto de fivela.
             Dm7                                                             C/E             F       Dm7     Bb                                                    C7     F 
Por ela esquecia as horas ruins, por ela,                       eu cantava a capela.

             Dm7                                                                   C/E               F       Dm7     Bb                                              C7 
Por ela amamentava os querubins, por ela,                     meu sinto de fivela.
             Dm7                                                             C/E             F         Dm7       Bb                                                  C7     F 
Por ela esquecia as horas ruins, por ela,                         eu cantava a capela.
                               F             Dm7               F 
Se ainda fosse madrugada...