I smoked a joint in Rome
With a man I didn't know
He rode me on a scooter
Past the colosseum gold
Paintings on his wall
And the room was really warm
We talked about the universe
And the time passed really slow
I walked away alone
Because I had to go
I'm leaving here tomorrow
Sicily Palermo
Well I might be back again
But I don't really know
So if we never meet again
Addio mio amante Romano
Well I might be back again
But I don't really know
So if we never meet again
Addio mio amante Romano
He pictured through the seams
Dress of polka dotted dreams
Last thing he said to me
Ciao Bella