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I don't care that they point at me
If I go around dressed up
They are my own carnivals
What solemn nonsense
And what a lack of imagination
To be discreet al day
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
People trick me
They say it is frivolous
To switch models so much
But I'm satisfied
Because I have always wanted
To look like Mortadelo
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
These things make me laugh
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
I laugh at Janeiro, ha ha ha!
