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
Cos' tonight you are the bull

Cos' tonight you are the bull
Cos' tonight you are the bull
Cos' 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 bitch, she was a whore
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 ass
Cos tonight you are the bull

She was at four she was in my bed
But she's very lucky, cos' I'm a vouyer
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