One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
You’ve got a bad impression of me
Seems high pressure
When you blow on my earlobe, sliding your tongue
I’m already confused
What ugly words you use
Talking about me
You say that I don’t believe in it enough
And that I wouldn’t spend my life with you
Could it be instead
That you want to end up
With my ring on your finger and a house in Milan
On the top floor in a few years
It would be nice
Why do you think the opposite
If my instinct is perverse
It’s to enter deeper inside that world that you have inside
To travel all around it and take in the world culture
And strip you naked
With your clothes on
The most beautiful curves
Are those you keep hidden
There’s time to do it
That crazy sex
On the bed, with no clothes
All night
All night, all night
All night, all night
With you
All night, all night
All night, all night
Me and you
Oh, how absurd, a life together
We want to rush into it
While we watch the stars
Oh, these clichés
I prefer to avoid them
That way maybe the future will be a bit sweeter with us
There’s time to do it
That crazy sex
On the bed, with no clothes
All night
All night, all night
All night, all night
With you
All night, all night
All night, all night
Me and you
All my, all my
All my life with you
I’ve got time to do it
I’ve found the courage
To say it to your face
To tell you that
I want to spend my life with you
All night
All night, all night
All night, all night
With you
All night, all night
All night, all night
Me and you
All night, all night
All night, all night
With you
All night, all night
All night, all night
Me and you
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four