Bossa'roma
2024-04-12
Créé par ashes avec Udio AI
Lyrics
[Verse] Sippin' tea, the sea breeze whispers low, Seth's tale is heard in the warm Rio glow, Workin' hard, he faced a fateful dance, A mishap occurred, a pants-shitting chance. [Chorus] Oh Seth, in the land of Bossa Nova, Your story spreads like a sweet aroma, From the shores of Ipanema to Copacabana, In Seth's pants, a tale of drama.
