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