Signo' Ho Portato L'Ojo [English translation]
Signo' Ho Portato L'Ojo [English translation]
"Ma'am, I brought the oil," I say outside in the door
"Come in", she says, "I'm in a hurry", the door is in fact open
She is there in the living room, underpants and bra
And I'm a little dumbfounded: "Ma'am, what are you doing?", I stammer
She wants to kiss me
I let her embrace me
And among her I stay
But then almost I pass out
She sends, if I'm not mistaken
Just breath of garlic
And she, terrible, presses me and whispers to me: "I love you"
I say, "There's no need", but she scratches my nose
Then she turns my hand away, she slams me on the sofa
I am forced there, my chest against her chest
But then for that pen
Which I keep in my breast pocket
I feel like a great whistle
Like it was a train
A hissing hiss
Her breast deflated
She grabs me and drags me in front of the fireplace
She slams me on the carpet, alas, it will be a secret blow
She kisses me as hard as she can, while I turn red
She bites a lot on my neck and my ear
And then she screams, I thought
That screamed with pleasure
But it was her hand
That burned in the brazier
And therefore gradually
She roasted in a fire
In short, all this cheating,
I know, for not having the oil to pay
- Artist:Pippo Franco
- Album:Bededè!