I am a mouse

called Maximillian Mouse

And I live in my Maximillian...Mouse house 

I'm very well bred

I'm pure Castillian mouse

And I come from a long long long long long long line of

Castillian mouses 



Ole! 



But it always has been perilous

Crossing the arena to the supermarkets

Where I buy my cheese.. 



It's regularly perilous

When I think of bull-fights

There's a quaking in my knees 



I've always had

A taste for colourful things

And this day I was wearing my red cortocaportocontrezbutonizonalado

e sulapa ancocobosiasacadelamanorajo et

plato del toros dressing gown 



I must confess I've been in gullible rings

For the bull, when he saw what I wore

Came rushing at me 



Ol...

(clear throat)

Ole. 



But if you think that because I am small I am puny

You are wrong

I stood my ground

I did not move

I could not move 



The picador's horse was standing on my tail

So swiftly I turned and I nipped him in the fetlocks

He was most embarrassed

But for the moment I was free 



I pirouette to safety and the bull thunders past me

brrrah

Then, I hear the trumpet call for the death

I have resolved to dispatch Senor Toros with the classic pass of the dead one

The crowd screamed "No, no!" but

I plant my feet firmly, one (stamp), and two (stamp) 



(quietly)

Three (stamp), four (stamp) 



Then, from ten yards away I called the bull to me

Toros!

He comes rushing towards me! 



(bang, crash) 



(Smugly)

I tripped him... 



I am a mouse

called Maximillian Mouse

And I live in my Maximillian...Mouse house 



I'm very well bred

I'm pure Castillian mouse

And I come from a long long long long long long line of

Bull-fighting mouses 



Ole!