Italian Girls

Rod Stewart & The Faces
I’ve got two and more to show
I was dreaming of a mobile
that couldn’t be mine
not without lyin
Was I feeling 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 flood lit villa
a little aways
from the main highway
Oh take me way down yonder
<Interlude>
She was tall, thin and tarty
and she drove a Maserati
faster than sound
I was heaven bound
Although I must have
looked a creep
in my army surplus jeep
Was I being too bold
before the night could get old
No, no, no, no
She proved me so wrong
Oh the Italian 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
<Interlude>
She took me way,way
away down yonder
till I was gone
with the morning sun on my back
<Interlude>
Gotta get on back there
soon as I can
Take me there
<Interlude>
And I miss the girl so bad
She broke my heart
She broke my heart
She broke my heart
Gotta get on back there
soon as I can
I miss the girl
I miss the girl
I miss the girl so bad
I was a lot better off

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