Italian Girls

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[Verse 1]
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I've got two and more to show
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I was dreaming of a mobile
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That couldn't be mine not without lyin'
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Was I feeling kind a silly
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When I stepped in soakin' beer down the cola machine?
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Oh, stayin' 17
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Well she claimed she was a killer
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And she owned a floodlit villa
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A little aways from the main highway
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Oh, take me  way down yonder, woo

[Piano Solo]
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[Verse 2]
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She was tall, thin and tarty
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And she drove a Maserati
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Faster than sound
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I was heaven bound
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Although I must have looked a creep
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In my army surplus jeep
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Was I being too bold
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Before the night could get old?
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No, no, no, no
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She proved me so wrong

[Verse 3]
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Oh the Italian girls sometimes hold their religious habits
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In front of your eyes, just to get you tied
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Ah, but not my little Bella 'cause I did not have to tell her
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That I'd be gone, with the morning sun
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She made me so tired, woo

[Interlude]
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[Bridge]
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She took me way, way, away down yonder, woo
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'Til I was goin' with the morning sun on my back, woo

[Outro]
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Gotta get on back there soon as I can
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Take me there
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And I miss the girl so bad
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Oh yeah, wait a minute
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She broke my heart, she broke my heart, she broke my heart, woo
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Gotta get on back there soon as I can
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I miss the girl, I miss the girl, I miss the girl so bad
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I was a lot better off