Ilegal, Imoral ou Engorda [English translation]

I live condemned to do what I don't want to

Of so well behaved, sometimes I despair

If I do something, always someone come to tell me

That this or that shouldn't be done

My buttons are left

I no longer know what is right...

And how I'll know

What I should do

What fault do I have?

Tell me, friend of mine,

Is everything I like

Illegal, immoral or fattening?

Long ago I lost myself among a thousand philosophies

I became a silent and even distrustful man

I try to walk straight and have my feet on the ground

But certain things always catch my eye

Here with my buttons

Damn! I'm not made of iron...

I stop to think

But I can't change

What fault do I have?

Tell me, friend of mine,

Is everything I like

Illegal, immoral or fattening?

If I meet somebody on a casual date

And everything goes well in an informal chat

A warm night

Suggests enjoying

On my terrace the sea view

But the night is a child

Delights at breakfast...

So, what to do?

I don't want to know anymore

If I eat something

That I shouldn't eat

If everything I like

Is illegal, immoral or fattening

If everything I like

Is illegal, immoral or fattening

Is everything I like

Illegal, immoral or fattening?

Is everything I like

Illegal, immoral or fattening?

• Artist:Roberto Carlos
• Album:Roberto Carlos (1976)