My Little Brother

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Amen

Every day in the morning, in the morning
I am very happy, very happy
Because I sing and listen to my little brother
My little brother
Singing, playing Pistamburi for me, for me

I don't know, I don't know
If in my neck is stuffy like it
I don't know, I don't know
If in my neck is stuffy like it

Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
But I like it very much
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
But I like it very much

My little brother
He's an innocent kid
He is my little friend, the things he prays
He walk and jog, like an angel

Like a superstar
Like an angel
Like a chimpanzee
Like an angel
Like a superstar

Oh, my Lord
My Lord
Save me my little brother
From war
From evil
And from the bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble
Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble

Oh, my Lord
My Lord
Save me my little brother
From war, from evil
And from the bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble
Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble
La, la, la, la, la

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
La, la, la, la, la

Oh, my Lord
My Lord
Save me my little brother, my cutie brother
From war
From evil
And from the bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble
Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble

La, la, la, la, la
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Amen
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Is this still goes on, okay
Thank you very much, okay
Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble