The Spaniard that Blighted My Life lyrics — written by Billy Merson, performed by Al Jolson and Larry Parks in The Jolson Story
List to me while I tell you
Of the Spaniard that blighted my life
List to me while I tell you
Of the man who pinched my future wife
— Twas at the bull fight where we met him
We’d been watching his daring display
And while I went out for some nuts and a programme
The dirty dog stole her away
Oh yes! Oh yes!
But I’ve sworn that I’ll have my revenge!
If I catch Alphonso Spagoni, the Toreador
With a mighty swipe I will dislocate his bally jaw!
I’ll find this bullfighter, I will
And when I catch the bounder
The blighter I’ll kill
He shall die! He shall die!
He shall die tiddly-i-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti!
He shall die! He shall die!
For I’ll raise a bunion on his Spanish onion
If I catch him bending tonight!
Yes, when I catch Spagoni
He will wish that he’d never been born
And for this special reason
My stiletto I’ve fetched out of pawn
It cost me five shillings to fetch it
This expense it has caused me much pain
But the pawnbroker’s promised when I’ve killed Spagoni
He’ll take it in pawn once again
Oh yes! Oh yes!
So tonight there will be dirty work
If I catch Alphonso Spagoni, the Toreador
With a mighty swipe I will dislocate his bally jaw!
I’ll find this bullfighter, I will
And when I catch the bounder
The blighter I’ll kill
He shall die! He shall die!
He shall die tiddly-i-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti!
He shall die! He shall die!
For I’ll raise a bunion on his Spanish onion
If I catch him bending tonight!
I tracked him to London
And he gave me the slip once again
And they told me this morning
That he’d doubled and gone back to Spain
But whatever it costs me I’ll catch him
Then no more will he give me the slip
With my last one and ninepence on Sunday
I’m going to Spain by the Sunday League Trip
Oh yes! Oh yes!
And then the dark deed will be done
If I catch Alphonso Spagoni, the Toreador
With a mighty swipe I will dislocate his bally jaw!
I’ll find this bullfighter, I will
And when I catch the bounder
The blighter I’ll kill
He shall die! He shall die!
He shall die tiddly-i-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti!
He shall die! He shall die!
For I’ll raise a bunion on his Spanish onion
If I catch him bending tonight!