Cornutone
Miss, simme juti a fernì int' 'o cess,
e mo' ca rimango 'i sulo,
te mann 'a fanculo.
O mia cara miss, e puortece pure a iss,
ca tanto è 'nu curnutone
e manco pe' nu milione i nun t' chiavass cchiù.
Curnutone ca pe' sta via mo' te' ne vai,
nun chiagnere pe' st'ammore
a chella nun ce penzà,
tu ca sì nu' figlio 'e bucchina senza core,
ciò fai 'mmano 'e marenari.
Cuppulone te voglio bene comm' a cché,
guardate stu' pover omm, 'na pereta che po' ffà,
pe' 'na femmena ca t' leva 'a libertà,
pe' nu vas 'ncoppa 'a 'na zizza,
pe' stu cazz ca nun s'arrizza senza 'e te.
allisceme stu bebbé.
Yes, ma i chiav' 'o stess
e 'i mica so' fess, o yes
Azz! E mo' m'e cacat' 'o cazz!
Cornutone
pecché m' stai semp' appriéss
e 'ncopp 'a stu filobus tu mo' ch' ce sagli a 'ffà?
Curnutone ca p' sta via mo' t' ne vai,
nun chiagnere p' st'ammore
a chella nun ce penzà,
tu ca sì nu' figlio 'e bucchina senza core,
ciò fai 'mman 'e marenari.
Cuppulone te voglio bene comm' a cché
guardate stu' pover omm, 'na pereta che po' ffà,
p' 'na femmena ca t' leva 'a libertà,
p' nu vas 'ncoppa 'a 'na zizza,
p' stu cazz ca nun s'arrizza senza 'e te.
allisceme stu bebbé.
Curnutone ca p' sta via mo' t' ne vai,
'e femmene so' puttane
e 'a vita so' tutt' guai,
sta' canzone però t' rice 'a verità
p' nu vas 'ncoppa 'a 'na zizza,
p' stu cazz ca nun s'arrizza senza 'e te.
allisceme stu bebbé.
o yes, ma i chiav' 'o stess
e i mica so' fess, o yes
o mia cara miss,
yes, ma i chiav o stess, o yes
e mica so' fess o yes
e mica so' fess, so' fess, so' fess...
Horned One
Miss, we were just a flame in the sky,
and now that I'm alone,
you can go to hell.
Oh my dear miss, and take him with you too,
because he's a horned one,
and not even for a million would I screw you.
Horned one, because now you're leaving,
don't cry for this love,
don't even think about it,
you, who are a heartless son of a bitch,
you act like a sailor.
Big head, I love you like crazy,
look at this poor man, what can he do,
for a woman who takes away your freedom,
for a glass on top of a table,
for this dick that won't rise without you.
lick this baby.
Yes, but I screw the same
and I'm not stupid, oh yes.
Damn! And now I'm screwed!
Horned one,
because you're always on my back,
what the hell are you gonna do now on this bus?
Horned one, because now you're leaving,
don't cry for this love,
don't even think about it,
you, who are a heartless son of a bitch,
you act like a sailor.
Big head, I love you like crazy,
look at this poor man, what can he do,
for a woman who takes away your freedom,
for a glass on top of a table,
for this dick that won't rise without you.
lick this baby.
Horned one, because now you're leaving,
women are whores
and life is all trouble,
this song, however, tells you the truth,
for a glass on top of a table,
for this dick that won't rise without you.
lick this baby.
oh yes, but I screw the same
and I'm not stupid, oh yes
oh my dear miss,
yes, but I screw the same, oh yes
and I'm not stupid, oh yes
and I'm not stupid, I'm stupid, I'm stupid...