Hot hot heat

Matador at the door

Hot hot heat
Knock Knockin, who's there?
Matado at the door knocking till midnight.
Sell his soul to hell, he lost the bull fight.
Nothing's okay everything's no-kay?
Between the matador and his wife.
He's still knocking until the early morning.
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