The Matador

Everybody holds their breath

as he passes by the horns of death

then the crowd gets on its feet

to roar for The Matador

With his Scarlet he begins his heat

"El Toro" wispers from his lips

and inside my heart is beating for The Matador

Tonight we'll meet beneath the silver stars

Dance to mandolins and soft guitars

I dream I give my love once more

to The Matador, The Matador!

As I watch his body turn and twist

he doesn't know that I exist

though I've shared so many dreams before

with The Matador

Tonight we'll meet beneath the silver stars

Dance to mandolins and soft guitars

I dream I give my love once more

to The Matador, to The Matador!

And as he leaves the ring they cheer

some people guide him to gate

and I throw the crimson rose I wore

to The Matador

la la la....