Conquistador

It was at a sunny fiesta, the sun burning down, the sound of guitars playing oeh la la and sweltering heat all around. A dark voice, they called me Maria, I looked in the eyes, the eyes of a collheaded matador, they called him the conquistador. I felt my resistance was breaking, the passionate heat deep inside, the mistery man left me shaking with looks of arrogance and pride. Conquistador, gimme gimme amor once or twice with you in paradise. Oeh la la, conquistador gimme gimme amor conquistador oh it's you, you I adore. He said come with me my Maria, before the sunrise I'll show you the way to the paradise. For me that was no sacrifice.