Señor Gonzales, Señor Gonzales
Got all that he wanted with his trusty gaze,
Señor Gonzales, the fact is
This trick won't work with me.

All women came to just see him,
Proudly lift his head, the matador,
Yesterday evening he knocked at my door,
I said, ``No Señor, unfortunately not with me!''

Señor Gonzales, Señor Gonzales
Got all that he wanted with his trusty gaze,
Señor Gonzales, the fact is
This trick won't work with me.

Everyone shouts ``Oh!'' when he vanquishes the bull,
No one fights like him in the arena,
Now his voice is at my window,
A bucket of water I throw, ``Good Night, Señor!''

Señor Gonzales, Señor Gonzales
Got all that he wanted with his trusty gaze,
Señor Gonzales, the fact is
This trick won't work with me.

Señor Gonzales, Señor Gonzales
Got all that he wanted with his trusty gaze,
Señor Gonzales, the fact is
This trick won't work with me.