A Pilinha
Tuna Universitária do Minho
The Little Penis
When I was little
My mother said go, go
Hurry up to grill sardines
For your father's dinner
I ran my hand down her legs
To compare them with mine
She told the 'skinhead'
Go grill sardines instead
I was grilling sardines
With the fire burning
I burned my little penis
Without anyone knowing
If it were something else
I wouldn't mind
But it was the little penis
That I cherished so much
Girl in the short skirt
Send sardines to grill
So I don't burn my little penis
To marry you
Oh girl, don't say that
Take a bite of that sardine
If you want to see a 'skinhead'
Look at my little penis
