When you're mad

Para as bravinhas de plantão, que vivem enrugando a testa e cruzando os braços, uma música que um boy magia me mandou uma vez.. Confesso que não é meu ritmo favorito, mas a letra acabou me fazendo rir.

Só abrindo aspas uma vez: sim, a gente sabe que quando cruzamos os braços estamos direcionando o olhar para os nossos seios. E essa é a intenção. Mas isso não significa que não estamos bravas de verdade, mas notar o olho do cara que a gente gosta lá, e imagina-lo tirando nossa roupa mentalmente, é tão excitante que não dá pra evitar!

It's just the cutest thing

When you get to fussing (cussing)

Yelling and throwing things

I just wanna eat you up

I don't mean no disrespect

When I start staring

Knowing that it makes you mad

I'm sorry that seeing you mad is so sexy

Could it be the little wrinkle over your nose

When you make your angry face

That makes me wanna just take off all your clothes

And sex you all over the place

Could it be the lil' way that you storm around

That makes me wanna tear you down

Baby, I ain't sure, but one thing that I do know is

Every time you scream at me

I wanna kiss you

When you put your hands on me

I wanna touch you

And when we get to arguing

Just gotta kiss you

Baby, I don't know why it's like that

But you're so damn sexy

When you're mad

Baby, don't think I don't take you seriously

But I just can't help the fact that your attitude excites me (so exciting)

And you know ain't nothing better

Then when we get

Mad together and have angry sex (I'll blow you out)

Then we forget what we were mad about