Brian, the babe they called Brian,
he grew, he grew, and grew,
grew up to be, grew up to be,
a boy called Brian. A boy called Brian,
he had arms, and legs, and hands, and feet,
the boy, whose name was Brian.
And he grew, he grew, grew, and grew,
grew up to be, yes, he grew up to be,
yes, his name was Brian, a teenager called Brian.
And his face became spotty, yes, his face became spotty,
and his voice dropped down low,
and things started to grow, on young Brian and so,
he was certainly no, no girl named Brian,
not a girl named Brian.
And he started to shave, and have one of the wrist,
and want to see girls, and go out and get pissed,
a man called Brian, this man called Brian,
the man they called Brian, this man called
Briaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...
Brian, o bebê chamado Brian
Ele cresceu, ele cresceu, e cresceu
Cresceu para se tornar, cresceu pra se tornar
Um garoto chamado Brian, um garoto chamado Brian
Ele tinha braços, e pernas, e mãos, e pés
O garoto, cujo nome era Brian.
E ele cresceu, ele cresceu, cresceu, e cresceu
Cresceu pra se tornar, sim, ele cresceu pra se tornar
Sim, um adolescente chamado Brian. Um adolescente chamado Brian.
E seu rosto começou a encher de espinhas
Sim, seu rosto começou a encher de espinhas
A sua voz começou a engrossar
E as coisas começaram a crescer, no jovem Brian e então,
Ele certamente não era, uma garota chamada Brian
Não era uma garota chamada Brian
E começou a fazer a barba, e a descabelar o palhaço,
E querer se encontrar com garotas, e sair pra tomar um porre
Um homem chamado Brian, este homem chamado Brian
O homem chamado Brian, este homem chamado
Briaaaaannnnn
