Dm Dm C C A# A# A A (Mariachi trumpets) Dm Dm C C (Ah,ah,ah,ah,ah,ah) A# A# A A (Ah,ah,ah,ah,ah,ah) Dm A Dm Am (Olé..!) Dm A A7 Pedro the bull was a killer. Dm King of the bullfight arena. Gm C F A# He'd wipe up the floor with each brave matador. E7 Gm A Then have matador stew for his dinner. Gm A He heard the crowd shouting; Olé! (Olé!) Gm A7 But he met his master that day. A7 D A D A A7 The bullfighter was a lady. D And it was true love at first sight. G Her red cape was waving, but Pedro was shaving. D A D He wanted to date her that night. Dm Dm C C (Ah,ah,ah,ah,ah,ah) A# A# A A (Ah,ah,ah,ah,ah,ah) Dm Dm Dm A (Olé..!) Dm A A7 Pedro the bull he was smitten. A Dm First time the love bug had bitten. Gm C F A# He once was a mad bull, a wild and a bad bull. E Gm A But now he was mild as a kitten. Gm A The people were starting to hiss. Gm A But Pedro just wanted to kiss. A D A D A A7 The bullfighter was a lady. A D And Pedro he liked what he saw. G He floated on air with a rose in his hair. D A Dm As he waltzed with that sweet matador. D A D His fate was a bad one, his tale (tail) is a sad one. A Dm Dm It's hanging right o-ver..: He-e-er doo-oo-oor... Dm Dm C C (Ah,ah,ah,ah,ah,ah) A# A# D (Ah,ah,ah,ah Olé!)
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