Letra de Italian Plastic
I bring you plates from Rome You say they look fantastic I say we're having fun Nothing like that Italian plasticI bring you rocks and flowers You say they look pathetic You pick me up at night I don't feel patheticWhen you wake up with me I'll be your glass of water, oh-oh When you stick up for me Then you're my bella bambina, oh-ohI say we're on a trip Looks like we're on vacation I say we're having fun In our little constellationWhen you wake up with me I'll be your glass of water, oh-oh When you stick up for meThen 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 'til the endWhen you wake up with me I'll be your glass of water, oh-oh When you stick up for me Then you're my bella bambina, oh-ohWho ya gonna take to the ball tonight? Who ya gonna take to the dance tonight? Who ya gonna take to the ball tonight? Who ya gonna take to the ball tonight, tonight?