The crowd is waiting fort he bullfight matador,
My final fight, the place is packed once more.
But Anita won?t throw me a rose this fight,
The one she wears is not for me to night.
She?s watching now with her new love,
I know, Walk proud an slow;
He?s strong and sure
And gives the crowd their show.
The want blood, you know.
You?re still their idol, as you were before,
Kill just once more,
Remind Anita you?re the greatest matador.
Walk on door.
Walk on out, forget Anita in the stands,
Be a tall and brave and noble man.
Be better than you?ve ever been before,
Make this your greatest moment, matador.
She?s watching now with her new love,
I know, Walk proud an slow;
He?s strong and sure
And gives the crowd their show.
The want blood, you know.
You?re still their idol, as you were before,
Kill just once more,
Remind Anita you?re the greatest matador.
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