Lyrics:
First verse
List to me while I tell you Of the Spaniard that blighted my life; List to me while I tell you Of the man who pinched my future wife. ‘Twas at the bull fight where we met him, We'd been watching his daring display, And while I'd gone out for some nuts and a programme The dirty dog stole her away Oh, yes! oh, yes! But I've sworn that I'll have my revenge!
Chorus
If I catch Alphonso Spagoni, the Toreador, With a mighty swipe I will dislocate his bally jaw! I'll find this bullfighter, I will, And when I catch the bounder, the blighter I'll kill, He shall die! he shall die! he shall die tiddly-i-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti! He shall die! he shall die! For I'll raise a bunion on his Spanish onion If I catch him bending tonight!
Second verse
Yes, when I catch Spagoni He will wish that he’d never been born. And for this special reason, My stiletto I’ve fetched out of pawn. It cost me five shillings to fetch it, This expense it has caused me much pain, But the pawnbroker’s promised, when I’ve killed Spagoni, He’ll take it in pawn once again. Oh, yes! oh, yes! So tonight there will be dirty work.
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Third verse
I tracked him to London, And he gave me the slip once again, And they told me this morning That he’d doubled and gone back to Spain, But what ever it costs me, I’ll catch him, Then no more he will give me the slip With my last one-an-nine-pence, on Sunday I’m going To Spain by the Sunday League Trip. Oh, yes! oh, yes! And then the dark deed will be done.
(Chorus)
Sheldon Harris Collection
