Bambo do Bambu
Olha o bambo de bambu, bambu, bambu
Olha o bambo de bambu, bambulelê
Olha o bambo de bambu, bambulalá
Eu quero ver dizer três vezes
Bambulê, bambulalá
Fui a um banquete na casa do Zé Pequeno
A mesa tava no sereno pra todo mundo caber
Tinha de toda qualidade de talher
Tinha mais homem que mulher
Mas só não tinha o que comer, bambu
No tal banquete dito-cujo referido
Mulher que tinha marido
Não passou aperto, não
Pois as danadas, para não morrer de fome
Cada qual comeu seu homem
Não tiveram indigestão, bambu
Conheço um homem que tem 17 filhos
Que pôs tudo no desvio
Pra polícia empregar
A mulher dele, de beleza ainda promete
Dar a luz a dezessete
Pra depois então parar, bambu
Bamboo from the Bamboo Tree
Look at the bamboo from the bamboo tree, bamboo, bamboo
Look at the bamboo from the bamboo tree, bamboozle
Look at the bamboo from the bamboo tree, bamboolala
I want to hear you say three times
Bamboozle, bamboolala
I went to a feast at Zé Pequeno's house
The table was out in the open for everyone to fit
There was cutlery of all kinds
There were more men than women
But there was just nothing to eat, bamboo
At said feast mentioned above
Women who had husbands
Didn't struggle at all
Because those darn ladies, to avoid starving
Each one ate her man
They didn't have indigestion, bamboo
I know a man who has 17 children
Who put them all to work
For the police to employ
His wife, still promising in beauty
To give birth to seventeen
And then stop, bamboo
Escrita por: Almirante / Valdo De Abreu