The Bull Lyrics

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 b****, she was a w****
She sacanate me well yeah!!!! (Filha da Puta)
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 a**
Cos tonight you are the bull

She was at four she was in my bed
But she is very luck 'cause im a voyeur
Cos tonight you are the bull (+4x)

(solo)

[Chorus]

Hey little garçon come here
I´m very magoation
I want to leave massacration
Big Richard is terrible