Cifras para Violão Fandango No Xiniquá

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Introdução:
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Fui num fandango pras banda do xiniquá
                                        
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A florência tava lá, mas que morena vistosa
                                    
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Com seu vestido com parmo arriba do joie
                                                    
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Tava toda de vermeio mais parecia uma rosa
                          
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Olhos matreiros o peitinho afunilado
                                                          
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Rodopiava num gingado e já me apertava forte
    
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Varei a noite grudado no corpo dela
                                              
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Parecia   uma cancela batendo no vento norte
                          
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Essa morena onde passa causa ciúme
                                                              
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Encharcada de perfume desse de piratininga
                                            
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Mas que de pressa eu me agarrei na florência
                                                                  
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Vou te dizer de consciência gostei da tua catinga
                    
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E de vereda já conquistei a florência
                                                        
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Levei ela pra querência pra morar no meu rincão
                            
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E dele manga pra apagar essa brasa
                                                                    
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Não posso sair de casa só de   medo dos gavião
                      
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A cada dia ela fica mais bonita
                                                      
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  entonada se arrebita gosta de me provocar
                            
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Hoje eu sei que minha sorte foi grande
                                                                
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Pois te conquistei dançando num baile no xiniquá
                          
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Essa morena onde passa causa ciúme
                                                          
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Encharcada de perfume desse de piratininga
                                                
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Mas que de pressa eu me agarrei na florência
                                                                        
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Vou te dizer de consciência gostei da tua catinga
                                  
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Essa morena onde passa causa ciúme
                                                            
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Encharcada de perfume desse de piratininga
                                            
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Mas que de pressa eu me agarrei na florência
                                                                        
C
                                      
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Vou te dizer de consciência gostei da tua catinga