Matador (Remastered)

Pararatim, bum, bum, bum
Pararatim, bum, bum, bum
Pararatim, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum
Pararatim, bum, bum

Once a matador was in the ring
Pararatim, bum, bum, bum
Pararatim, bum, bum

When the brighten' look of the matador
She faced the matador and saw the ring
Pararatim, bum, bum, bum
Pararatim, bum, bum

Dressed in a new vermilion cape
And traditional regalia (yahoo!)
He hadn't let a bull escape
So the bull was facing falia

He moved at an angle
And they two began old tango
As the crowd let out of roar
Until this day, no one had seen the matador

Pararatim, bum (bum, bum, bum)
Pararatim, bum (bum, bum, bum)
Pararatim, bum (bum, bum, bum)
Pararatim, bum

Days had come and gone in Mexico
Pararatim, bum, bum, bum
Pararatim, bum, bum

They were worrying bull sitting in the ring
Alone and wondering
Where did he go?
Pararatim, bum, bum, bum
Pararatim, bum, bum

He must've hidden in mighty heart
'Cause he flew from the arena (ih, hi, hi)
Maybe he fell in someone's yard
Down in Southern Pasadena

The bull was full of ego
But I'm telling you amigo
You'll be pruding more and more
Until the day he finds a missing matador

Pararatim, bum (bum, bum, bum)
Pararatim, bum (bum, bum, bum)
Pararatim, bum (bum, bum, bum)
Pararatim, bum

Now they killed the bull in wilder place
Pararatim, bum, bum, bum
Pararatim, bum, bum

Now he's standing in his fen and taking bows
And all the gorgeous cows are all a plain
Pararatim, bum, bum, bum
Pararatim, bum, bum

These seven hundred thousand fake
Has the beauty to be some steer
This is a very big mistake
For the people got a bum steer

He may be celebrated
But he actually was slated
For cupido's butcher stars
To be a big stake for the famous matador

Pararatim, bum (bum, bum, bum)
Pararatim, bum (bum, bum, bum)
Pararatim, bum (bum, bum, bum)
Pararatim, bum (bum, bum, bum)

¡Olé!



Credits
Writer(s): Sidney Keith Russell, Ray Gilbert, Alberto Ribeiro, Carlos Braga
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