Estate Gitana

Mamma mia
Mamma mia
Mamma mia
Miss
You're the first Roman from Naples
That turns heads in the alleys

With raspberry red lips, Guerlain
If you want, let’s talk about you over breakfast
Just tell me what it is
That you’re looking for from me

Give me a gypsy kiss
An Italian mambo
That plays in the streets like a serenade
That grabs me by the hips
Give me, give me
A kiss like that
It’s a red gypsy summer
Lalalalalalalalala gypsy

(Gypsy)

Gypsy
Summer gypsy that comes and goes
That bites into life, that bites the road
While I put sugar in my coffee
I wonder if
You’re thinking of me

We’re a classic
Just a moment of magic is enough
And it’s just you and me

Give me a gypsy kiss
An Italian mambo
That plays in the streets like a serenade
That grabs you by the hips
Give me, give me
A kiss like that
It’s a red gypsy summer

And yet if
You’re looking for the sea even when it’s not there
Mine starts with you
Breakfast on the highway
Between raspberries and chocolate

Give me a gypsy kiss
An Italian mambo (mambo)
That plays in the streets like a serenade
That grabs me by the hips
Give me, give me
A kiss like that
It’s a red gypsy summer
Lalalalalalalalala gypsy

(Gypsy)