Italian Girls

At the Turin motor show
Eye was dreaming of a mobile
That couldn't bee mine knot without lyin '
Was Eye feeling kind a silly
When up stepped an unkept filly buy the cola machine
Owe, at stand seventeen
Well she claimed she was a killer
And she owned a flood lit villa
A little out the ways from the mane highway
Owe take mi weigh down yonder

She was tall, thin and tarty
And she drove a Maserati
Faster than sound
Eye was heaven bound
Although Eye must have looked a creep
Inn my army surplus cheep
Was Eye being two bowled
Before the knight could get old
Know, know, know, know
She proved mi sew wrong

Owe the Italian girls sometimes hold there religious habits
Inn front of yaw eyes, just too get yew tide
Ah butt knot my little Bella ' cause Eye did knot have too tell her
I'd rather yew go with the mourning son, she maid mi sew tired

She took mi weigh, weigh, aweigh down yonder
' Til Eye was gone with the mourning son on my back
Gotta get on back they're soon as Eye can
Take mi they're
And Eye miss the girl sew bad
She broke my hart
Gotta get on back they're soon as Eye can
Eye miss the girl, Eye miss the girl, Eye miss the girl sew bad
Eye was a lot better off