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In the Arrivederci Roma nightclub, bar and grill | <noinclude>{{Lyrics for|Deportee}}</noinclude> | ||
In the Arrivederci Roma nightclub, bar and grill<br> | |||
Standing in the fiberglass ruins watching time stand still | Standing in the fiberglass ruins watching time stand still<br> | ||
All your troubles you confess to another faceless, backless dress<br> | |||
All your troubles you confess to another faceless, backless dress | <br> | ||
Schnapps, chianti, porter and ouzo<br> | |||
Pernod, vodka, sambuca--I love you so<br> | |||
Deportee<br> | |||
Schnapps, chianti, porter and ouzo | <br> | ||
There's a tatty beauty talking in riddles<br> | |||
Pernod, vodka, sambuca--I love you so | Rome burns down and everybody fiddles<br> | ||
Deportee<br> | |||
Deportee | But a thousand dollars won't buy you a Yank, you wife, alas<br> | ||
There's a thousand years of history ground in this chaser glass<br> | |||
And how I wish that she was mine<br> | |||
I could have been the King in Six Eight Time<br> | |||
There's a tatty beauty talking in riddles | Deportee<br> | ||
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Rome burns down and everybody fiddles | Oh, it's a brittle charm, but she's had enough<br> | ||
Still she wrote her name upon his paper cuff<br> | |||
Deportee | And you don't where to start or where to stop<br> | ||
All this pillow talk is nothing more than finally talking shop<br> | |||
But a thousand dollars won't buy you a Yank, you wife, alas | <br> | ||
When I came here tonight my pockets were overflowing<br> | |||
There's a thousand years of history ground in this chaser glass | They took my return ticket without me even knowing<br> | ||
Well, I pray to the saints and all the martyrs<br> | |||
And how I wish that she was mine | For the secret life of Frank Sinatra<br> | ||
But none of these things have come to pass<br> | |||
I could have been the King in Six Eight Time | In America the law is a piece of ass<br> | ||
Deportee<br> | |||
Deportee | <br> | ||
So it's Schnapps, chianti, porter and ouzo<br> | |||
Pernod, vodka, sambuca--I love you so<br> | |||
Deportee<br> | |||
Oh, it's a brittle charm, but she's had enough | Deportee<br> | ||
Poor Deportee<br> | |||
Still she wrote her name upon his paper cuff | |||
And you don't where to start or where to stop | |||
All this pillow talk is nothing more than finally talking shop | |||
When I came here tonight my pockets were overflowing | |||
They took my return ticket without me even knowing | |||
Well, I pray to the saints and all the martyrs | |||
For the secret life of Frank Sinatra | |||
But none of these things have come to pass | |||
In America the law is a piece of ass | |||
Deportee | |||
So it's Schnapps, chianti, porter and ouzo | |||
Pernod, vodka, sambuca--I love you so | |||
Deportee | |||
Deportee | |||
Poor Deportee |
Revision as of 23:59, 18 May 2009
Deportee
In the Arrivederci Roma nightclub, bar and grill
Standing in the fiberglass ruins watching time stand still
All your troubles you confess to another faceless, backless dress
Schnapps, chianti, porter and ouzo
Pernod, vodka, sambuca--I love you so
Deportee
There's a tatty beauty talking in riddles
Rome burns down and everybody fiddles
Deportee
But a thousand dollars won't buy you a Yank, you wife, alas
There's a thousand years of history ground in this chaser glass
And how I wish that she was mine
I could have been the King in Six Eight Time
Deportee
Oh, it's a brittle charm, but she's had enough
Still she wrote her name upon his paper cuff
And you don't where to start or where to stop
All this pillow talk is nothing more than finally talking shop
When I came here tonight my pockets were overflowing
They took my return ticket without me even knowing
Well, I pray to the saints and all the martyrs
For the secret life of Frank Sinatra
But none of these things have come to pass
In America the law is a piece of ass
Deportee
So it's Schnapps, chianti, porter and ouzo
Pernod, vodka, sambuca--I love you so
Deportee
Deportee
Poor Deportee