Am gonna go
and buy me a big fridge,
lock meself inside keep me cool
till I turned frigid.
'cause the way
ma heart throbs
ma mind feels
I think I am enthralled
by this adorable bull
and pretty soon
am gonna go fool.

If the fridge turned out to be damn dull
I don't get the heat off
ma chest and continue to huff and puff,
'cause the bull is sittin on ma' diaphragm rough;
am gonna travel,
to the land of the Devil,
buy meself a potion and a sharp tool,
Wherever it’s available,
then release some of the noxious staff,
he had me injected with this cruel.
If I don't, it's gonna give me trouble.

That done, then me gonna go to the witch
ask for basket full of herbal medicine
to keep this man
to ma place comin'.

If all that fails
am gonna go
down town
buy me a gun
go to the forest for a run
and practice shoot'n.
Coming back home if I fail to get
guess what was ma target - that little pussycat
Mama used to call sweetheart,
That never liked the smell of a masquerading rat.

Then am gonna come back in spirit
free from bodily limits
to haunt and get the hell
out of this adorable bull
'cause he has turned me fool.

Copyright Haileselassie Giramy
9/2/98

Last updated 24/3/02