"Flamenco" lyrics - THE TRAGICALLY HIP

THE TRAGICALLY HIP
"Flamenco"
(Rob Baker / Gordon Downie / Johnny Fay / Paul Langlois / Gord Sinclair)

Does it diminish your super capacity to love?
Does it diminish your super capacity to love?

Walk like a matador, don't be chicken shit
And turn breezes into rivulets
Flamenco sweep the air and weave the sun
And stamp your feet for everyone

Does it exhibit your natural tendency to hate?
Does it exhibit your natural tendency for hate?

Maybe a prostitute could teach you
How to take a compliment
Maybe I'll go to New York, I'll drag you there
You said, "No one drags me anywhere"

Does it diminish your super capacity to love?
Does it diminish your super capacity to love?
To love, to love, to love?