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Italian Plastic lyrics
I bring you plates from Rome
You say they look fantastic
I say we're having fun
Nothing like that Italian plastic
I bring you rocks and flowers
You say they look pathetic
You pick me up at night
I don't feel pathetic
When you wake up with me
I'll be your glass of water
When you stick up for me
Then you're my Bella Bambina
I say we're on a trip
Looks like we're on vacation
I say we're having fun
In our little constellation
When you wake up with me
I'll be your glass of water
When you stick up for me
Then you're my Bella Bambina
Then I'll be your Bella Bambino
Your man on 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 end
When you wake up with me
I'll be your glass of water
When you stick up for me
Then you're my Bella Bambina
Part of these releases
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- Track 12 on Woodface
- 11 As Sure As I Am
- 13 She Goes On
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- Track 4 on Farewell to the World Disc 2
- 3 Sister Madly
- 5 Weather With You
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- Track 7 on Nick The Stripper
- 6 World Where You Live
- 8 Don't Dream It's Over
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