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Yesterday said be felt pain in his head |
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Now he's too nervous, he's stiff in his bed |
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One day he's drunk, another is tired |
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He fails all days: he must be impotent |
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She feels disdain or maybe compassion |
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It doesn't matter the kind of reaction |
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She won't forgive him, she won't try again |
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Cause he fails all days: he must be impotent |
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He cannot simmulate |
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Like her: she's so safe |
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He must proove the truth |
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No bullshit, no excuse |
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[Chorus:] |
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Failed stallion, where's your strenght? |
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Are you pretty? Are you tall? |
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It makes no difference, you are condemned |
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Cause you are: "Mezza sega" |
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Failed stallion you are lost |
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Your pride and your good fame |
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She won, then she said |
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You are: "Mezza sega" |
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Too many troubles I see in the facts |
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The bad situation when she rejects |
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You've gotta find out a way to be great |
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The italian men remained with no strenght |
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Know a good trick, I'm not gonna tell |
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They have no problems, they know how to move |
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And girl will return: I can swear she's satisfied |
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Just ask Cicciolina |
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She will show you the way |
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You'll be full of women |
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And you won't remain a |
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[Chorus:] |
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Failed stallion, where's your strenght? |
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Are you pretty? Are you tall? |
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It makes no difference, you are condemned |
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Cause you are: "Mezza sega" |
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Failed stallion you are lost |
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Your pride and your good fame |
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She won, then she said |
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You are: "Mezza sega" |
