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!