Eduardo wears a little locket on his chest
No bigger than a thimble
Wired copper cutting diamonds on his skin
But there's nothing in the middle
I couldn't hear a sound
Though the running of the bulls ran past my house
No I'm not a matador but I'll make do
I'll wear red for you
I'll wear red for you
Eduardo's training changing every time he wakes up
I wouldn't dare to stop it
Velvet tracksuit and a tattoo that says, "Taurus"
His new horns look delightful
I couldn't hear a sound
Though the running of the bulls ran past my house
No I'm not a matador but I'll make do
I'll wear red for you
I'll wear red for you
I won't get caught in the middle
I won't get caught in the middle
Pamplona, don't ask me why
I couldn't hear a sound
Though the running of the bulls ran past my house
No I'm not a matador but I'll make do
I'll wear red for you
I'll wear red for you