She was marrying the matador when he was with the weather girl A very clever girl who stood out amongst several ones A terrible dilemma and forever he'll regret The day he didn't make the rescue from the bull-ring Sulking won't get you nowhere, son There's blood on your chin where you've bitten your tongue Smitten, but might not be smitten for long If you're still sitting, she'll soon be smitten and gone
She was marrying the matador when he was with the weather girl A very clever girl who stood out amongst several ones A terrible dilemma and forever he'll regret The day he didn't make the rescue from the bull-ring Sulking won't get you nowhere, son There's blood on your chin where you've bitten your tongue Smitten, but might not be smitten for long If you're still sitting, she'll soon be smitten and gone
