Hey little garçon come here
Give me a glass of cachaça
I want to stay very crazy

But tonight you drink too much

I am very magoation

My girl made a little trairation
Now I am living in fudation
'Cause tonight you are the bull


'Cause tonight you are the bull
'Cause tonight you are the bull

'Cause tonight you are the bull
Big Richard is terrible


It's like a sword made of iron
Encravated in the chest
Something's wrong,

Something is growing
Growing in my test


My heart is burning in the fire
In the fire of hell
She was a (*##$, she was a !@^%

She sacanate me well yeah!

I understand he's very rich

He's intelligent
He's very strong, his hair is long
His car is excellent


I was in the show with all my friends
My friends headbenzes

The chains of steel aprisionated me
In the corno's land


[Chorus:]
She was at four she was in my bed
With the big Richard kissing her $$#

Cos tonight you are the bull

She was at four she was in my bed

With the big Richard kissing her $$#
Cos tonight you are the bull (+4x)


Hey little garçon come here
I'm very magoation
I want to leave massacration

Big Richard is terrible