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(Italian accent makes him sound like he's swearing when he's not) |
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In the morning I go down to eat breakfast, |
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I said to the waitress I want to pieces of toast, |
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She brings me only one piece, |
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I tell her I want to piece, |
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She said go to the toilet, |
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I say you dont understand, |
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I wanna piece on my plate, |
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she said you better not piss on your plate you son of a bitch, |
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I dont even know the lady and shes calling me son of a bitch |
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I dont need this shit! |
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Later I go down to eat at the big restaurant, |
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the waitress brings me a spoon and a knive, |
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but no fork, |
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I tell her i wanted a fork, |
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she telling me everybody want a fuck, |
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i say you dont understand, |
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I wanna fork on my table, |
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she says you better not fuck on the table you son of a bitch, |
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I dont even know the lady and shes calling me son of a bitch |
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I dont need this shit! |
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So I go back to my room in a hotel, |
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and there are no sheets on the bed, |
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called the manager and tell him I want a sheet, |
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he says go to the toilet, |
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I say you dont understand, |
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I wanna sheet on my bed, |
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he says you better not shit on my bed you son of a bitch, |
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I go to the check out and the man at the desk says 'peace on you', |
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I say 'piss on you too you son of a bitch, Im going back to Italia, holiday dench' |
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I dont need this shit! |