THE SHADY DAME FROM SEVILLE Victoria La la la la la la la la la la da da... There was once a shady dame from Seville; Used to wander 'roud the town dressed to kill. And men, if they dared, stood and stared When she passed their way; The lady knocked 'em out; But there's no doubt 'Cos they'd shout "Olê!" all day. Seville isn't that much to shout about, But when she was out traffic stood still. Dressed like a vamp or a Pamplona tramp, She could stampede the menfolk at will. One day came a world famous matador, Rat-tat at her door, bearing a rose. If he distressed her, disturbing her siesta, It's best to say nobody knows. The rest of the tale's not a pretty one; Pity one isn't for sale. Only two ears and a tail Did they find by the blind on her sill; No one knows what's became Of the shady dame... La la la la la la la la ...la la ah aha ... Ah! Aaaaaaaah...! The shady dame... From Seville! "OLÊ!"