Matador At The Door |
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Matador At The Door Lyrics |
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Matado at the door; knocking till midnight. Sell his soul to hell, he lost the bull fight. Nothing`s okay; everything`s no-kay? Between the matador and his wife. He`s still knocking until the early morning. |
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