paroles de chanson Italian Plastic - Crowded House
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
Look′s
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
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
surviver,
your
worst
wicked
friend
I′ll
be
your
piggy
in
the
middle,
stick
with
you
till
the
end
When
you
wake
up
with
me
I'll
be
your
glass
of
water
When
you
stick
up
for
me
The
you're
my
bella
bambina
Who
ya
gonna
take
to
the
ball
tonight?
Who
ya
gonna
take
to
the
dance
tonight?
Who
ya
gonna
take
to
the
dance
tonight?
Who
ya
gonna
take
to
the
dance
tonight,
tonight?
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