Ooh my baby don't cry for me She don't cry she don't dirty her own hands Put it all on your man, damn it I'm diggin and divin through dat dump for dose dollars She's rubbin on that rabbits foot you really gotta hand it to her What do you do? Grab it off the rack and you're runnin And oh your face is red And your hair's wet, and your shirt's hangin out Runnin for the top, runnin for the top of the wall Her man for the fall, but my baby don't cry for me Oh it's amazing, what you won't pull That's my baby, the butcher of bulls Screamin "El Toreo!" Towing the line for the last of matadors I took a dive, rolled up in a rug But my baby's screamin "I'm comin for ya!" Is there a light at the end of the rainbow? Where the war ends with a hug for the hero? Don't hold me back I'm tied to a burnin jack But my baby don't cry for me Ooh stuck at the end of the rainbow Damn it you don't know My baby don't cry for me