A woman left lonely will soon grow tired of waiting, She'll do crazy things, yeah, on lonely occasions. A simple conversation for the new men now and again Makes a touchy situation when a good face come into your head. And when she gets lonely, she's thinking 'bout her man, She knows he's taking her for granted, yeah yeah, Honey, she doesn't understand, no no no no! Well, the fevers of the night, they burn an unloved woman. Yeah, those red-hot flames try to push old love aside. A woman left lonely, she's the victim of her man, yes she is. When he can't keep up his own way, good Lord, She's got to do the best that she can, yeah! A woman left lonely, Lord, that lonely girl, Lord, Lord, Lord!
"Vou mostrando como sou e vou sendo como posso. Jogando meu corpo no mundo, andando por todos os cantos e pela lei natural dos encontros, eu deixo e recebo um tanto. E passo aos olhos nus ou vestidos de lunetas. Passado, presente, participo sendo o mistério do planeta..."