Sänger: Wounds won't last long, but an insulting song
Burns will always carry with him
So I'll settle my score on the salsa floor
With this vengeful Latin rhythm.

Chor: Bu-urns!
Sänger: Con un corazón de perro.
Chor: Señor Bu-urns!

Sänger: El diablo con dinero.
It may not surprise you
But all of us despise you
Please die
And fry
In Hell
You rotten
Rich old wretch
Adios viejo!