What a fuss there is with me.....
How are they getting on
in the big business
the lady is raffling off
oh they bring me word of mouth
They want remove me from control
Everyone publishes my name
many with bad news
they can't burn me anymore
while I'm dying of laughter
keep giving me more fame
Me I look at them from up here...
Keep moving your faces
they are spitting saliva
keep giving me buts
keep looking for the nail
look for it until you find each other
The ovaries that I carry
-- They are long beach ovaries --
They say the boss is coming
look how I'm shaking
I don't know whose boss they will be
if no one pays attention to them
and those who say they are queens
They are from an abandoned town
If it was the lord of the heavens
the one who put me in the position
they won't get me out of the way
I'll bet on that
the lady is having a raffle
And I leave when I want
Don't look for the gas to stink
yes They know that they are going to help him
so that they will mess with me
if I don't mess with anyone
if they wanted me to answer
Now we are going to jam him
Keep moving your face
they are throwing saliva
keep giving me buts
keep looking for the nail
look for it until you find it
The ovaries that I am carrying....
And big ones.. ..