| The bailanta bursts and the show begins
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| The matador is back, the matador is back
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| The stage is filled with lights and color
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| The matador is back, the matador is back
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| They climb on the table to see better
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| The matador is back, the matador is back
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| Wearing a black suit when the curtain goes up
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| He sings to them with his heart and soul
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| The matador is back, the matador is back
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| People are clapping their new song
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| The matador is back, the matador is back
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| But something in his eyes changes the color
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| The matador is back, the matador is back
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| Of so many he has had, he never had a love
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| The matador returned, looking for a love
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| Dreaming that you might be in the living room
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| The one who left and never came back
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| The matador returned, looking for a love
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| Dreaming that you might be in the living room
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| That woman
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| Naughty and naughty playing love
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| The matador is back, the matador is back
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| Filling your heart with disorder
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| The matador is back, the matador is back
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| Selling fantasies in a song
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| The matador is back, the matador is back
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| Of so many that she has had, she never had a love
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| The bailanta bursts and the show begins
|
| The matador is back, the matador is back
|
| The stage is filled with lights and color
|
| The matador is back, the matador is back
|
| They climb on the table to see better
|
| The matador is back, the matador is back
|
| Wearing a black suit when the curtain goes up
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| The matador returned, looking for a love
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| Dreamed that maybe he is in the living room
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| The one who left and never came back
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| The matador returned, looking for a love
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| Dreaming that you might be in the living room
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| That woman, that woman, that woman... |