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História do Tico

Tom: D

Introdução: D    A7    D    A7    D    A7    D    A7    

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                                D                                              A7  
Conheci um tipo, apelidado de Tico
                                                                                                                          D  
Gostava de meter o bico em baile, festa e carrera
                                                                                        A7  
Torto, careca, tipo grosso e tabacudo
                                                                                                             D  
Fedorento e cabeçudo e tudo levado a casqueira
                                D                                                 A7  
Analfabeto, mal vestido e sem valor
                                                                                                                D  
Metido a conquistador, apaixonado por fandango
                                                                                                     A7  
Tomava um trago e depois que se embriagava
                                                                                                                             D  
Pagava a entrada e entrava e já seguia esculhambando
                             D                                                                 A7  
Te acalma Tico, por favor te ajeita Tico
                                                                                          D  
Que a mulherada promete te dar o fim
                                                                                                A7  
Tipo tarado, enxerga mulher já se avança
                                                                                                             D  
Vá pedi pro segurança agarrá o Tico pra mim
                          D                                                                    A7  
Te acalma Tico, por favor te ajeita Tico
                                                                                          D  
Ache uma prenda que te tape de carinho
                                                                                          A7  
Tu reconheça que tem que criá respeito
                                                                                                                D            A7  D  A7  
Se continuar deste jeito tu vai acabar sozinho
                          D                                                                 A7  
O Tico véio é desses criado em bombacha
                                                                                                                                  D  
Bebe um pouco e se emborracha e começa a fazer folia
                                                                                        A7  
Até nos quarto, Tico vem e Tico vai
                                                                                                                        D  
E naquele entra e sai, incomoda até clariá o dia
                                  D                                                              A7  
Num canto escuro que o segurança não viu
                                                                                                          D  
O bagaceira cuspiu nas pernas de uma senhora
                                                                                                     A7  
Pois só Deus sabe a vergonha que eu passei
                                                                                                                  D  
Embrabeci e me invoquei, tirei o Tico pra fora
                             D                                                                 A7  
Te acalma Tico, por favor te ajeita Tico
                                                                                                  D  
Vê se me entende, por incrível que pareça
                                                                                          A7  
Vi uma mulher gritar no meio do povo
                                                                                                                     D  
Que se tu entrar de novo te dá um táio na cabeça
D                                                                                            A7  
Te acalma Tico, por favor te ajeita Tico
                                                                                          D  
Ache uma prenda que te tape de carinho
                                                                                             A7  
Tu reconheça que tem que criá respeito
                                                                                                                  D  
Se continuar deste jeito tu vai acabar sozinho
                          D                                                    A7  
Lá pelas tantas o Tico se revoltou
                                                                                                                  D  
Embrabeceu e levantou, tipo lacaio e fiasqueiro
                                                                                                  A7  
Chamou o porteiro de beiçudo e boca-torta
                                                                                                                                     D  
Escarrou grosso na porta já loco pra entrar pra dentro
                                D                                                            A7  
Disse o porteiro, índio de muita coragem
                                                                                                                  D  
Já falei com a patronagem, aqui tu não volta mais
                                                                                                        A7  
Se revoltaram e fizeram-lhe um tempo quente
                                                                                                                                D  
Cuidavam o Tico na frente e o Tico entrava por trás.
                          D                                                                    A7  
Te acalma Tico, por favor te ajeita Tico
                                                                                                          D  
Garra capricho e não me volta mais pra sala
                                                                                                  A7  
Que eu já rezei pedindo perdão pra Cristo
                                                                                                                        D  
Porque eu nunca tinha visto um tipo da tua igual
                             D                                                                    A7  
Te acalma Tico, por favor te ajeita Tico
                                                                                          D  
Ache uma prenda que te tape de carinho
                                                                                          A7  
Tu reconheça que tem que criá respeito
                                                                                                                D  
Se continuar deste jeito tu vai acabar sozinho