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So, lemme tell ya ‘bout this one time—Homer’s outta town, prob’ly eatin’ donuts somewhere dumb. I’m bored, right? Walkin’ down by the tracks—ooh, shady!—and I see this gal, all fishnets and lipstick, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owns it. I’m like, “Hmm… she’s workin’ it!” Reminds me of Varda’s gleaners, pickin’ through life’s leftovers. She catches me starin’—awkward!—and yells, “What’s your deal, lady?” I’m all flustered, mutterin’, “Just admirin’ your hustle, hon!”

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The song compares women to serpents, describing them as evil, unscrupulous, and coldblooded individuals who can have a pernicious and malevolent.

Neighborhoods are rad too. Centro Velho got quirky vibes, ancient bricks, cool cafes, lively street art. Hey, I once massaged a poet right near Beco do Choro – man, his words rattled like smooth jazz, echoing Tabu’s mystic tones "E o tempo, ah o tempo, devia ser um quadro."

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