Testo Italy And France Four Bitchin Babes
All of my friends were on the right flight
What would I do? I hadnâ°t packed right
Its not what Id planned,
my mind spun around
I was not Paris but Italy-bound
I was not Paris but Italy-bound
We landed in Rome, I had to make
The best of what seemed a colossal mistake
But it turned out, as it unwound
I loved Italy, I was spellbound
I loved Italy, I was spellbound
When I got home,
my friends talked of France
They shared their stories;
I watched while they danced
I was sad Id not been there,
but then Id rebound
I was glad I was Italy, not Paris-bound
Because I loved Italy, not Paris, I found
Now I have a child whos not the same
As other children, and itâ°s like my dream
Its not what Id planned,
but as its unwound
I ëm glad I am Italy, not Paris-bound
Because I love Italy, not Paris, Iâ°ve found