Strophe 1) 

Take me to the Matador, he will know just what it´s for 

he will help me with my life, he will open every door 

when the bull is in the ring, you need all the help you can 

and the Mariachis sing, with the lonely mandoline 

See those people shout out loud, give me more and give me more 

and I´m a thinking to myself, take me to the Matador 

Strophe 2) 

Take me to the Matador, he will fill and ease my soul 

he will give me conficence when I think I´ve lost control 

he will help me with my muse, in the age of win and lose 

with the ancient cup and sword, and a hundred Spanish lords 

see one thousand violins, golden trumpets soar on high 

Waves and waves of joyful hymns, solver sonnets reach the sky 

fight the battles and the blues, wars of love and wars of art 

tonight the cape is what I choose, Goya´s in my Spanish heart 

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Strophe 3) 

He will help me with my love, dance the dance that lovers do 

rumba with the velvet glove ´neath the Barcelona moon 

See one thousand violins, golden trumpets soar on high 

waves and waves of joyful hymns, silver sonnets reach the sky 

Take me to the Matador, take me to the Matadot

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Da da da da da da da da, da da da da da da da da......