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