The Shady Dame From Seville

La la la la la la la la la la da da There was once a shady dame from Seville Used to wander 'roud the town dressed to kill And men, if they dared, stood and stared When she passed their way The lady knocked 'em out But there's no doubt 'Cos they'd shout "Olê!", all day Seville isn't that much to shout about But when she was out traffic stood still Dressed like a vamp or a Pamplona tramp She could stampede the menfolk at will One day came a world famous matador Rat-tat at her door Bearing... a rose! If he distressed her, disturbing her siesta It's best to say nobody knows The rest of the tale's not a pretty one Pity one isn't for sale Only two ears and a tail Did they find by the blind on her sill No one knows what's became Of the shady dame La la la la la la la la ...la la ah aha Ah! Aaaaaaaah...! The shady dame From Seville! "OLÊ!"