Let's go Italy!
Alright,
Stuffing my luggage into my bag.
Got a large budget for the trip,
I'll put my passport into the breast pocket.
And then I enter the taxi on the airfield.
Real quick,
I'm going to fly to Italia.
The streets are dirty,
women lovely.
Compared to home,
it's really fun here.
Here's a few Peronis',
there a few potatoes.
Over here I'm living a dream,
there you have a couple of wasp bites.
The taxi driver's road rage,
a dented small Fiat, pretty realistic.
Legs blistering, on the street for the whole evening.
On Rome's streets.
They are selling fake crap at the marketplace,
nothing works, but everything will work out.
And if someone says that I won't get any,
I'll tell them that this is the bootland.
Greetings from the sun,
from Milano's terraces.
Here I'm alive,
Hey!
Let's go Italia!
Caesar of Rome,
I'll be for at least this holiday.
I'm standing around and just chilling.
Hey!
Let's go Italia!
'O sole mio..
Let's go Italia!
Con te partirò!
Let's go Italia!
Anyway, now that we got to speed,
I'll head to the Vatican,
to greet the pope.
So I'm not gonna resist,
if he takes me to the canteen,
and offers red wine.
I'm in a holiday mood,
but I have a big role.
Just like Berlusconi Silvio,
I'm gonna take a break from the weekdays.
Even though there's a huge line,
and I'm thirsty.
Someone pinched my phone out of my pocket,
I got a caricature from a street artist.
In Finland there's sausages and mashed potatoes,
Over here we have an acute food culture regimen.
You can keep your swag with the Qucci on,
I'm the most stylish here aswell.
My shoes are sticking into the hot asphalt,
I'll come back again.
Greetings from the sun,
from Milano's terraces.
Here I'm alive,
Hey!
Let's go Italia!
Caesar of Rome,
I'll be for at least this holiday.
I'm standing around and just chilling.
Hey!
Let's go Italia!
'O sole mio..
Let's go Italia!
Con te partirò!
Let's go Italia!
'O sole mio..
Let's go Italia!
Con te partirò!
Let's go Italia!
Italy, I want to stay.
Italy, I can't get you out of my head.
Italy, I want to stay.
Italy, I can't get you out of my head.
Greetings from the sun,
from Milano's terraces.
Here I'm alive,
Hey!
Let's go Italia!
Caesar of Rome,
I'll be for at least this holiday.
I'm standing around and just chilling.
Hey!
Let's go Italia!
'O sole mio..
Let's go Italia!
Con te partirò!
Let's go Italia!
'O sole mio..
Let's go Italia!
Con te partirò!
Let's go Italia!