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Flaunt your muleta,
Wave every last drop of bravado,
And saunter flirtatiously by,
I watch in the stands,
And wait for the right moment.
You catch a glimpse,
My heart sings a spanish love song,
And turning towards the stands where I sit,
As if to sing the words only we know,
I hear the last note above the roaring crowds,
"Toro! Toro! Toro!"
I feel the hook that pierced
My beating heart upon our last kiss.
And another bull is slain,
With the mastery only your lovers truly know,
I turn away my bleeding heart!!
Look for me--!
I won't be there,
"Matador!!"
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