Tutta L'Italia

Hey!

Mom, I’m not coming home tonight
But I’ll definitely end up in some bed, then I’ll crash
We’re all good guys, all set
Spaghetti, wine, and Our Father
And the Gioco-o-onda laughs
That’s cool, but she’s in Paris
Forbidden kisses in the dark alleys
Sad eyes but happy
So many friends of friends

And you sing, I hear you through the screams
The lights slip through our fingers
Doesn’t matter if you’ve never felt it
But with this stuff, we’re jumping

All of Italy, all of Italy, all of Italy (hey!)
All of Italy, all of Italy, all of Italy
Let us dance
With a drink in hand
Tomorrow we’ll regret it
Telling each other: I love you
Because here, all of Italy hears us, all of Italy, all of Italy (hey!)

Hey!
Hey!
Pa-para-rara-ra
Para-rara-ra, para-rara-ra
Hey!
Pa-para-rara-ra
Para-rara-ra, para-rara-ra
Hey!

They kick the soccer ball around
Fashion that’s just rags
Gourmet leftovers, blessed holy Craxi
And how many mo-o-onetines
But the desires belong to others
With gold chains on tank tops
The blue car with flashing lights
Come on, people, let’s go

And you sing, I hear you through the screams
The lights slip through our fingers
Doesn’t matter, baby, that’s life
And with this stuff, we’re jumping

All of Italy, all of Italy, all of Italy (hey!)
All of Italy, all of Italy, all of Italy
Let us dance
With a drink in hand
Tomorrow we’ll regret it
Telling each other: I love you
Because here, all of Italy hears us, all of Italy, all of Italy (hey!)

One, two, three, four

Hey!
Hey!
Pa-para-rara-ra
Para-rara-ra, para-rara-ra
Hey!
Pa-para-rara-ra
Para-rara-ra, para-rara-ra
Hey!
Pa-para-rara-ra
Para-rara-ra, para-rara-ra
Hey!
Pa-para-rara-ra
Para-rara-ra, para-rara-ra