Come for a ride on my Lambretta,
Stop thinking about that guy Vilela,
Who got a car and sail boat,
His daddy and momma too,
It's so, so,
Forever a rule
To me, in my own mind
If he's so so so and has has has
He must have some imperfection
Come for a ride on my Lambretta
Just see how pretty it is,
It is vain, the most beautiful tires
Leave a comet's tail
It's short, but afterwards
It seems made for two,
Without speaking about the etceteras
Which make us heroes
I know it has swagger
Sometimes it goes to the ground
When it is doing a wheelie
But afterwards it's pain goes away,
It straightens the handles
And it returns with a little pout
Back to it's love.
Come for a ride on my Lambretta
I swear I will ride slowly
You only have to hold me close
For safety reasons
And if the road takes us
Through the night to the sea
I will stop there with hope
With it's little light glimmering
Come for a ride on my Lambretta,
Stop thinking about that guy Vilela,
Who has a car and sail boat,
His daddy and momma too,
It's so, so,
Forever a rule
In my own mind
If he's so so so and has has has,
He must have some imperfection
If he's so so so and has has has,
He must have some imperfection
If he's so so so and has has has,
He must have some imperfection...