The look of hunger in a woman with heat The look of hunger in a woman with heat O olhar de fome de uma mulher fogosa Is enough to lift an old man from his knees Is enough to lift an old man from his knees É o suficiente pra levantar um velho de joelhos Like the piece of a puzzle he's been lookin' for Like the piece of a puzzle he's been lookin' for Assim como a peça do quebra-cabeça que ele tem procurado He was leaning' to dyin' now he's comin' back for more. He was leaning' to dyin' now he's comin' back for more. Ele esteve morrendo e agora ele volta pra pedir mais The look of a woman when she gets you alone The look of a woman when she gets you alone O olhar de uma mulher quando vocês estão a sós You can't see what's comin' but there's blood in your bones. You can't see what's comin' but there's blood in your bones. Você não consegue prever, mas há sangue em seus ossos There's powder in your pocket and ships in your sea There's powder in your pocket and ships in your sea Há pó em seu bolso e navios em seu mar Well it doesn't often happen but it happened to me. Well it doesn't often happen but it happened to me. Bom, não acontece sempre, mas aconteceu comigo Then she goes back to her man Then she goes back to her man Então ela volta para o homem dela Back to her man Back to her man De volta para o homem dela Back to, back to her man. Back to, back to her man. De volta, de volta para o homem dela There's a look of war in the way that you go There's a look of war in the way that you go Há um ar de guerra no jeito que você vai embora But the lead in your arrow is loose, don't you know? But the lead in your arrow is loose, don't you know? Mas a sua segurança é fraca, não sabes? And all that you've got is lost in the game And all that you've got is lost in the game E tudo o que você tem é perdido no jogo Of picking your own pockets for someone to blame. Of picking your own pockets for someone to blame. De tentar achar algo em seus bolso para culpar There may be nothin' above the art of love There may be nothin' above the art of love Talvez não haja nada maior que a arte do amor Depending on who you're dreaming of Depending on who you're dreaming of Dependendo de com quem você está sonhando And you can't escape when it feels like rape And you can't escape when it feels like rape E você não consegue escapar quando isso parece estupro But who's raping who? But who's raping who? Mas quem está estuprando quem? Then she goes back to her man Then she goes back to her man Então ela volta para o homem dela Back to her man Back to her man De volta para o homem dela Back to, back to her man Back to, back to her man De volta, de volta para o homem dela She don't love him She don't love him Ela não o ama She don't love him no more She don't love him no more Ela não o ama mais Love him, love him Love him, love him Ela não o ama, o ama She don't love her man She don't love her man Ela não ama o homem dela She don't love She don't love Ela não ama She goes back to her man She goes back to her man Então ela volta para o homem dela Back her man Back her man De volta para o homem dela Back to, back to her man Back to, back to her man De volta, de volta para o homem dela