Rod Stewart – Italian Girls (Guitar)

ITALIAN GIRLS
As recorded by Rod Stewart

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I've got two and more to show

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I was dreaming of a mobile

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That couldn't be mine not without lyin'

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Was I feeling kind a silly

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When I stepped in soakin' beer down the cola machine?

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Oh, stayin' 17

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Well she claimed she was a killer

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And she owned a floodlit villa

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A little aways from the main highway

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Oh, take me  way down yonder, woo

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She was tall, thin and tarty

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And she drove a Maserati

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Faster than sound

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I was heaven bound

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Although I must have looked a creep

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In my army surplus jeep

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Was I being too bold

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Before the night could get old?

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No, no, no, no

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She proved me so wrong

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Oh the Italian girls sometimes hold their religious habits

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In front of your eyes, just to get you tied

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Ah, but not my little Bella 'cause I did not have to tell her

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That I'd be gone, with the morning sun

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She made me so tired, woo

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She took me way, way, away down yonder, woo

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'Til I was goin' with the morning sun on my back, woo

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Gotta get on back there soon as I can

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Take me there

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And I miss the girl so bad

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Oh yeah, wait a minute

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She broke my heart, she broke my heart, she broke my heart, woo

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Gotta get on back there soon as I can

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I miss the girl, I miss the girl, I miss the girl so bad

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I was a lot better off