Peanuts...
Peanuts...
If you want to have fun by the mouth
Eat up your/a peanut cornet
How toasty and rich it is
You can't ask for anything more
Oh, little housewife, don't let me go
Because you're going to regret it afterwards
And it's going to/And it'll already be too late
The Peanut Vendor goes/leaves
The Peanut Vendor goes/leaves
Little housewife, don't lie down to sleep/don't go to sleep
Without eating up your peanut cornet
When the street/road is lonely
Little housewife of my heart
The peanut vendor sings its *street cry
And if the young girl listens to its singing
She calls out from her balcony
Give me some of your peanuts...
Give me some of your peanuts...
'Cause tonight I won't be able to sleep
Without eating up my peanut cornet
I will go/leave...
I will go/leave...