Italian Girls

I've got two, and more to show,
I was dreaming of a mobile that couldn't be mine,
not without lyin'
Was I feelin' kind a silly when I stepped in soakin' beer down the
Cola machine
Oh, stayin' seventeen
Well she claimed she was a killer,
and she owned a floodlit villa a little aways from the highway
She was tall, thin ans tarty and she drove a Maserati faster than
I was heaven bound,
although I must have looked a creep
in my Army surplus jeep
Was I being to bold
before the night could get old? No, no, no, no
(She proved me so wrong)
Oh the Itlaian girls sometimes hold their religious habits in front of
your eyes,
just to get you tied
Ah, but not my little Bella 'cause I did not have to tell
her I'd rather you go with the morning sun, she made me so tired
She took me way, way, away down yonder,
till I was gone with the morning sun on my back
Wanna get on back there soon as I can
Take me there,
and I miss the girl so bad

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