Henry Mancini Follow

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, aah
The shady dame
From Seville, "Olè"