Che critta! - Adriano Celentano

Si chiama Gabriella

Le piace far la bulla

Non fuma le mentola

Si fa bruciar la gola

Per la miseria, che dritta

Se vede un fusto si butta

Si mette a fare la gatta

Mi fa venir la cotta

Ma senza la Giulietta

Niente da far

Well, lei vuole il tipo sui trenta

Capelli tinta polenta

Con la guardata da tonto

Meglio se violento

Che sappia far la grinta

Se vuol baciar

È una donna con le gambe supersoniche

Ha le curve del circuito di Indianapolis

Se ti bacia, quando bacia sono brividi

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh, bella, bella, bella, bella

Per la miseria, che dritta

Cintura nera di lotta

Ha fatto fare una brutta

A John faccia di latta

Che volle far la sfida

Ballando il rock

È una donna con le gambe supersoniche

Ha le curve del circuito di Indianapolis

Se ti bacia, quando bacia sono brividi

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh, bella, bella, bella, bella

Per la miseria, che dritta

Cintura nera di lotta

Ha fatto fare una brutta

A John faccia di latta

Che volle far la sfida

Ballando il rock

Ballando il rock

Ballando il rock

Her name is Gabriella

She likes to play the bulla

She doesn't smoke menthol

She gets her throat burned

Damn, that's straight

If she sees a hunk she throws herself

She starts playing the cat

She gives me the crush

But without the Giulietta

Nothing to do

Well, she wants the guy in his thirties

Polenta dyed hair

With the dumb look

Better if violent

Who knows how to grit

If you want to kiss

She is a woman with supersonic legs

You have the curves of the Indianapolis circuit

If she kisses you, when she kisses it's chills

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful

Damn, that's straight

Black fight belt

She did make a bad one

To John the tin face

Who wanted to make the challenge

Dancing to rock

She is a woman with supersonic legs

You have the curves of the Indianapolis circuit

If he kisses you, when he kisses they are chills

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful

Damn, that's straight

Black fight belt

She did make a bad one

To John the tin face

Who wanted to make the challenge

Dancing to rock

Dancing to rock

Dancing to rock