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Tytuł: Italian plastic

  • Wykonawca: Crowded House
  • Wy¶wietleń: 335
I bring you plates from Rome
   You say they look fantastic
   I say we`re having fun
   Nothing like that Italian plastic
  
   I bring you rocks and flowers
   You say they look pathetic
   You pick me up at night
   I don`t feel pathetic
  
   When you wake up with me
   I`ll be your glass of water
   When you stick up for me
   Then you`re my Bella Bambina
  
   Chorus repeat
  
   Then I`ll be, your Bella Bambino,
   Your man from the moon,
   I`ll be your little boy running with, that egg on his spoon
   I`ll be your soul survivor
   your worst wicked friend,
   I`ll be your piggy in the middle
   Stick with you till the end
  
   Chorus repeat