Dolce, dolce, dolce, dolce vita and Gabbana
La vida loca, mamacita, every day
Dolce, dolce, dolce, dolce vita and Gabbana
La vida loca, mamacita, every day
Your Daytona's gold, my baby
Your eyes are the Adriatic, my baby
Five-star suite, my baby
A cold gaze - the Balkans, my baby
She's shinning 24 hours a day, like 24 carat gold
She makes me feel good, as if she's an opiate, drunkenly she wraps her legs around my neck
Go on, do bad things
While I tear your clothes off, only leave your lipstick on
We can drink whisky, have sex on the rooftop
Her lips taste like sin, oh god, oh god
Dolce, dolce, dolce, dolce vita and Gabbana
La vida loca, mamacita, every day
Dolce, dolce, dolce, dolce vita and Gabbana
La vida loca, mamacita, every day
La vida loca
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma
(x2)
Like Clyde and Bonnie, and Pamela and Tommy
Tattoos, silicones*, handbags, phones
Leather jackets, planes, yachts and casino chips
Baby, they're after us with guns, call the lift
Hilton garage, we go up to the terrace with a lift
A BMW is parked there, black, S-class
The TV is on, take all your clothes off
Be my Seve**, baby, mi casa - su casa
She's shinning 24 hours a day, like 24 carat gold
She makes me feel good, as if she's an opiate, drunkenly she wraps her legs around my neck
Dolce, dolce, dolce, dolce vita and Gabbana
La vida loca, mamacita, every day
Dolce, dolce, dolce, dolce vita and Gabbana
La vida loca, mamacita, every day
La vida loca
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma
(x2)
To you, life is dolce vita
La vida loca, mamacita, every night
Dolce vita life
La vida loca
Dolce vita life
La vida loca, mamacita, every night
Dolce vita life
La vida loca, mamacita