The crowd is waiting for the bull fight matador My final fight the place is packed once more But Anita won't throw me a rose this fight The one she wears is not for me tonight
She's watching now with her new love I know walk proud and slow Be strong and sure and give the crowd their show they want blood you know You're still their idol as you were before Kill just one more remind Anita you're the greatest matador [ trumpets ] Walk on out forget Anita in the stand be a tall and brave and noble man Be better than you've ever been before make this your greatest moment matador
