Matador
Arctic Monkeys
Letra

She was marrying a matador

And he was with the weather girl



A very clever girl who stood out amongst several once



A terrible dilemma and forever he'll regret the day



He didn't make the rescue from the bullring.



Sulking won't get you nowhere, son



There's blood on your chin where you've bitten your tongue



Smitten but might not be smitten for long



If you're still sitting she'll soon be smitten and gone

Letra añadida por: Joanvaro (#2.801)