Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ita, artist - Cold Chisel. Album song The Best Of Cold Chisel: All For You, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 27.09.2018
Record label: Cold Chisel
Song language: English
Ita |
Every night when I go home |
I settle down to prime-time limbo |
When all the boys are gathered around |
Shoutin' «Ita's on TV» |
And though the roaches are thick on the ground |
Somebody goes to close our window |
Keep the noise of the city down |
Get a dose of integrity |
Every week, in every home |
She’s got wholesome news for the family |
I believe, I believe, in what she says |
Yes I do |
I believe, I believe, at the end of the day |
Her magazine’ll get me through |
Ita’s tongue never touches her lips |
She could always be my godmother |
And though the desktop hides her hips |
My imagination’s strong |
She’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen |
I’d like to take her out to dinner |
But when I think about the places I’ve been |
I’d probably hold my fork all wrong |
Every day and every night |
She’s the only one we can depend upon |
I believe, I believe, in what she says |
Yes I do |
I believe, I believe, at the end of the day |
Her magazine’ll get me through |
To every housewife through the land |
There is no-one else they can depend upon |
How could I not believe what Ita tells me to |
Every day and every night |
She’s the only one we can depend upon |
How could I not believe what Ita tells me to |
How could I not believe what Ita tells me to |
How could I not believe what Ita tells me to |
How could I not believe what Ita tells me to |
Yes it’s true, what Ita tells me to |