What's the matter? (E daí)
What's the matter?
What's the matter if I wanna party,
and go drinking in a pub, and screw around tonight?
What's the problem with it?
It was you who said that passion's gone
If I'm not mistaken, nobody owns me.
What's the matter if you blew me off?
One more day's gone
The world didn't stop turning
I'm still here and alive
I confess I felt weak
I had been crying for so long
Only God knows how I'd suffered
But I never was on bended knees begging you to come back
By the way, what are you doing here?
If you don't want me enough, let go of me
I'll do whatever I want to