Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Somewhere in Italy , by - JON MCXRORelease date: 28.05.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Somewhere in Italy |
| I-I-I met her, walkin' under a full moon |
| She was a projector, showing me all her latest views |
| Ooh an her accent, passion with every line |
| Ooh and her fashion, accent in her behind |
| Vacations in Poconos |
| Gifts, yeah she can open those |
| What’s it to an eagle when you higher then them other crows |
| We on a another coast |
| New-new timezone |
| New time piece dime piece on the phone |
| Oh-lay, thats how she comin' through sippin' that ro-se |
| Off the french very era from Saint Tropez |
| Real life baby no role play |
| Lets get into it |
| Sittin' in first class waitin' for the bell to ring |
| I’m the only one at least thats what she tellin' me |
| So I gotta handcuff that ass as a felony |
| I fell in love in Venice |
| With a girl from Tuscany |
| Stole my heart and left it |
| Somewhere in Italy |
| Don’t even know her name |
| If I ever see her again |
| Ain’t gon let you go |
| I got a different girl everyday of the week |
| You could tell she foreign by the way that she speak |
| Chillin' in Bora Bora we playin' up in the sheets |
| Gettin' caught up I’m lost in her physique |
| I’m bossin' on a beach |
| While ya’ll freezin' and wishin' |
| I’m out here its 100 degrees on Christmas |
| Heaven on Earth, see how I’m livin' |
| I ain’t dead when I say I’m sleeping with fishes |
| Thoughts run in my head sharks under my bed |
| We got that killer view it blow your mind gun to ya head |
| You at a loss of words is it something I said? |
| Or was it breathtaking standing in front of the ledge |
| We so high we might need some parachutes |
| It’s low tide we dont need no pair of shoes |
| You so fly ain’t no one compared to you |
| I fell in love in Venice |
| With a girl from Tuscany |
| Stole my heart and left it |
| Somewhere in Italy |
| Don’t even know her name |
| If I ever see her again |
| Ain’t gon let you go |
| Next stop |
| Heathrow |
| Now round up all the pretty girls that we know |
| Li-line em up, ammo, we shootin' free throws |
| Post em up, fade away shots, now here we go |
| At the may fair it ain’t fair |
| Don’t be worried girl my main chick she ain’t here |
| Spend a night wake up and shop a day here |
| 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, fuck it 8 pair |
| Flights very long, tooth brush in a thong |
| She made it to the PJ with just a carry on |
| Now carry on |
| Love is life |
| I’m loving every moment it doesn’t come twice |
| But she does |
| And it’s because |
| I beat it up |
| She can’t get enough |
| I take it out and put it in her |
| I fell in love in Venice |
| With a girl from Tuscany |
| Stole my heart and left it |
| Somewhere in Italy |
| Don’t even know her name |
| If I ever see her again |
| Ain’t gon let you go |