Three euros at the bottom of your pocket
If I steal them, it's because you're ugly
The day after tomorrow, I'll go to hell
Ah, wooden cross, wooden cross, iron cross
I don't like your bell-like smile
And I'd love to smash your head
The day after tomorrow, I'm going to hell
Ah, wooden cross, wooden cross, iron cross

I am the bearded woman
The one who pees in your gutter
Me, the bearded woman
Do you want me in your beautiful metro?

He acts like a rooster in his boots
But he's no braver than a sissy
When he sees me, he looks at the ground
Ah, wooden cross, wooden cross, iron cross
He struts, the pretty little rooster
But he doesn't always look at his boots
He ogles the pretty behinds
Ah, wooden cross, wooden cross, iron cross

It's me, the bearded woman
Come to my street, it's carnival
Me, the bearded woman
Do you want me in your capital?

If you've had enough, just clean up
Make room for your beautiful shoes
If I bother you, well, you need to tidy up
Hide me there and you won't see me
Your pretty little kids aren't beautiful
Chubby, they're like bells
You'd have been better off with a hamster
Ah, wooden cross, wooden cross, iron cross
You hit your pretty little kids
Because yesterday, they picked your pockets
It's on them that you take out your anger
Ah, wooden cross, wooden cross, iron cross

I am the bearded woman
The one who pees in your gutter
Me, the bearded woman
Do you want me in your beautiful metro?

It's me, the bearded woman
Come to my street, it's carnival
Me, the bearded woman
Do you want me in your capital?

I am the bearded woman
The one who pees in your gutter
Me, the bearded woman
Do you want me in your beautiful metro?

It's me, the bearded woman
Come to my street, it's carnival
Me, the bearded woman
Do you want me in your capital?

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