The Shady Dame From Seville - Julie Andrews

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

'Cause they’d shout, «Olé» 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 became of the shady dame

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, ah, a-ha

Ah, ah

The shady dame

From Seville

«Olé!»