Italian Girls

I've got two and more to show I was dreaming of a mobile That couldn't be mine not without lyin' Was I feeling kind a silly When I stepped in soakin' beer down the cola machine Oh, stayin' 17 Well she claimed she was a killer And she owned a floodlit villa A little aways from the main highway Oh, take me way down yonder, woo Verse 2 She was tall, thin and tarty And she drove a Maserati Faster than sound I was heaven bound Although I must have looked a creep In my army surplus jeep Was I being too bold Before the night could get old No, no, no, no She proved me so wrong Verse 3 Oh the Italian girls sometimes hold their religious habits In front of your eyes, just to get you tied Ah, but not my little Bella 'cause I did not have to tell her That I'd be gone, with the morning sun She made me so tired, woo She took me way, way, away down yonder, woo 'Til I was gone with the morning sun on my back, woo Outro Gotta get on back there soon as I can Take me there And I miss the girl so bad Oh yeah, wait a minute She broke my heart, she broke my heart, she broke my heart, woo Gotta get on back there soon as I can I miss the girl, I miss the girl, I miss the girl so bad I was a lot better off