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The members of this fuckin' band |
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Fell into disgrace |
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We were all persuaded |
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We were born in the wrong place |
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We were not born to lose |
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But we must live here |
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In this fuckin' sunny country |
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We will never see around |
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Blond girls to chase as well |
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Tall girls with big tits |
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We don't like the nice colours |
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We don't like the black hairs |
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But the italian squat girls |
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Pretend to be like madonna |
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And they are looking so disgusting |
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We are gonna puke in their face |
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Red wine |
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Only remained |
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To spend a good time |
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Living this place |
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Being exiled |
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That's how we feel |
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We have to admit it |
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We are..... italian |
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When the summer time comes |
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Turists come to visit |
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Something like ten years ago |
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Blond girls came alone |
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All the dirty shaggy stallions |
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Were ready to attack |
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Now you find them everywhere |
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Fuck Off! |
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False romantic and disgusting |
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They pollute our land |
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Everytime we go abroad |
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We are considered like them |
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Can't avoid to be confused |
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Can't avoid to be refused |
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But I think today it's too late |
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All this shit will remain |
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Fool man |
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Reading this song |
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You won't understand |
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I'm laughin' alone |
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Cause this fuckin' place |
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Maybe it's the best |
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I like to admit it |
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We are..... italian |