Текст песни Tuscany Row - Martin Newell

Our homes go up in rows like Toblerones
Next to the Colne
As we are shown
And the gardens are the stamps
On the whole affair
Styled with care
As we′re aware
It's spring time
Over the Georgian square
If money is in the air
Everyone wants to know
In Tuscany Row
In Tuscany Row
It′s all there on show
In Tuscany Row
And the four-wheel drive
Hyundais parked outside
In which we glide
Rather than ride
Are the Caravans to heaven
Which we buy
So we can fly
To shop til we die
With summer
Over the hazy land
A sherry glass in their hand
Everyone wants to go
To Tuscany Row
On Tuscany Row
It's all there on show
On Tuscany Row
In Tuscany Row
It's Tuscany Row
How can you say no
To Tuscany Row?
And there′s this little man
He comes once a week
And it′s to fix the leak
In your soul...