No verso repetir : Gm Cm 
 
no refrão : Bb D# F C7 
 
 
 
Fee fi fo she smells his body  
She smells his body 
And it makes her sick to her mind 
He has got so much to answer for 
To answer for, To ruin a child's mind 
 
How could you touch something 
So innocent and pure 
Obscure 
How could you get satisfaction 
From the body of a child 
You're vile, sick 
 
It's true what people say 
God protects the ones who help themselves 
In their own way 
It's true what people say 
God protects the ones who help themselves 
In their own way 
 
He was sitting in her bedroom 
In her bedroom 
And now what should she do 
She's got so much insecurity 
And his impurity It was a gathering gloom 
 
How could you touch something 
So innocent and pure 
Obscure 
How could you get satisfaction 
From the body of a child 
You're vile, sick 
 
It's true what people say 
God protects the ones who help themselves 
In their own way 
And I often wondered to myself: 
Who protects the ones who can't protect themselves? 
 
It's true what people say 
God protects the ones who help themselves 
In their own way 
And I often wondered to myself: 
Who protects the ones who can't protect themselves? 
 
Fee fi fo {x4} 
 
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Contribuição: Juliana Galvão(jujugalvao@globo.com)