Bonde das Boiadeiras
Ana Castela
Cowgirls’ Gang
Just because she’s single doesn’t mean she walks alone, oh, oh
She knows she’s a hotshot, but she doesn’t like to play by the rules, oh, oh
Poor those cowboys
Who just because they work with lassos want to rope a heart
It’s the cowgirls’ gang
She doesn’t mess around, look how she comes
Black hair, hat on her head
With red lipstick, liking beer
The naughty mouth never stays silent, forget it
Black hair, hat on her head
With red lipstick, liking beer
The naughty mouth never stays silent, forget it
Just because she’s single doesn’t mean she walks alone, oh, oh
She knows she’s a hotshot, but she doesn’t like to play by the rules, oh, oh
Poor those cowboys
Who just because they work with lassos want to rope a heart
It’s the cowgirls’ gang
She doesn’t mess around, look how she comes
Black hair, hat on her head
With red lipstick, liking beer
The naughty mouth never stays silent, forget it
Black hair, hat on her head
With red lipstick, liking beer
The naughty mouth never stays silent, forget it
Black hair, hat on her head
Liking beer
The naughty mouth never stays silent, forget it
