The Matador

(Album: Drifter - 1981)

Everybody holds their breath
As he passes by the horns of death
And the crowd jumps to its feet to roar
For the matador

With the scarlet cape against his hips
And "Hey Toro" whispered 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
To 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
Sombreros fly into the air
And I throw the crimson rose I wore
To the matador

La-la-la...