Pedro the bull was a killer

King of the bullfighter ringer

He'd wipe up the floor with each brave matador

And have matador stew for his dinner



He heard the crowd shouting "Olé"

But he met his master that day



The bullfighter was a lady

And it was true love at first sight

Her red cape was waving but Pedro was shaking (or shaving?)

He wanted to date her that night



Olé



Pedro the bull he was smitten

First time the love bug had bitten

He once was a mad bull, a wild and a bad bull

But now he was mild as a kitten



The people were starting to hiss

But Pedro just wanted to kiss



The bullfighter was a lady

And Pedro he liked what he saw

He floated on air with a rose in his hair

As he waltzed with that sweet matador



His fate was a bad one, his tale is a sad one

It's hanging right over her door



Ol