25 Ore RMX - Guè, Ernia, Shablo

Ti ho vista nel quartiere penso lunedì

Ti ho persa e ritrovata forse martedì

Mi hai dato il tuo numero mercoledì

Abbiamo bevuto fino a giovedì

E per tutto il weekend abbiamo fatto sempre busy, busy

Chilling, chilling, easy, easy

Finché risorge il sole

Non bastan venticinque ore

E stai camminando lungo quella street, che scena

Come fossi pronta a conquistare il mondo con quel fondoschiena

Sì, ti muovi a rallenty, esci dalla metro Duomo

Guido a passo d’uomo, senti i bassi dall’Audi TT

Ti fisso dietro a vetri neri

Senza mai distogliere lo sguardo, sapendo che non mi vedi

Scendo col cappuccio in testa, la tua pelle cappuccino

Provo ad attaccar bottone, tipo indovinare il nome

Tutte le altre cose pazze che facevo in piazza

Sei di strada, ma educata, ridi e dici: «Ti conosco»

Rido, tristemente noto

Ti guardo e penso che

Ho sprecato tanti pezzi senza dedicarli a te

Ti ho vista nel quartiere penso lunedì

Ti ho persa e ritrovata forse martedì

Mi hai dato il tuo numero mercoledì

Abbiamo bevuto fino a giovedì

E per tutto il weekend abbiamo fatto sempre busy, busy

Chilling, chilling, easy, easy

Finché risorge il sole

Non bastan venticinque ore

Sembravi finta, sì, chi ti ha dipinta, Gauguin

E detti il tempo mentre ancheggi lento Chopin

Sorridi appena se ti volti in slow mo', Pantene

Eppure è triste farsi avanti e saper già la conclusione

Mi fingo imbarazzato mentre do numero e nome

Mentre mi salvi in rubrica come «il mio prossimo errore»

La nomea un po' mi precede però tu puoi fidarti

Sai che in fondo ti capisco, sai che poi confidarti

Ma non puoi controllarmi, forse rimarrai delusa

Ti lascio il portafoglio a casa così in caso ho una scusa, seh, seh

Ti guardo e penso che avrò spezzato il cuore pure a te

Finito 'sto weekend, seh

Ti ho vista nel quartiere penso lunedì

Ti ho persa e ritrovata forse martedì

Mi hai dato il tuo numero mercoledì

Abbiamo bevuto fino a giovedì

E per tutto il weekend abbiamo fatto sempre busy, busy

Chilling, chilling, easy, easy

Finché risorge il sole

Non bastan venticinque ore

(Easy, easy)

I saw you in the neighborhood I think on Monday

I lost you and maybe found you again on Tuesday

You gave me your number on Wednesday

We drank until Thursday

And all weekend we were always busy, busy

Chilling, chilling, easy, easy

Until the sun rises

Twenty-five hours are not enough

And you're walking down that street, what a scene

How I was ready to conquer the world with that backside

Yes, you move in slow motion, leave the Duomo metro

I drive at a crawl, hear the bass from the Audi TT

I stare at you behind black glass

Never looking away, knowing you don't see me

I go down with the hood on, your cappuccino skin

I try to strike up a button, like guess the name

All the other crazy things I did in the square

You're on the street, but polite, you laugh and say: "I know you"

I laugh, sadly known

I look at you and think that

I wasted so many pieces without dedicating them to you

I saw you in the neighborhood I think on Monday

I lost you and maybe found you again on Tuesday

You gave me your number on Wednesday

We drank until Thursday

And all weekend we were always busy, busy

Chilling, chilling, easy, easy

Until the sun rises

Twenty-five hours are not enough

You looked fake, yes, who painted you, Gauguin

And you tell the time as you swing slowly Chopin

Just smile if you turn around in slow mo ', Pantene

Yet it is sad to step forward and already know the conclusion

I pretend embarrassed as I give my number and name

While you save me in the address book as "my next mistake"

The name precedes me a little but you can trust me

You know that deep down I understand you, you know that then to confide in you

But you can't control me, maybe you will be disappointed

I'll leave your wallet at home so in case I have an excuse, yeh, yeh

I look at you and I think I will have broken your heart too

Finished this weekend, yeah

I saw you in the neighborhood I think on Monday

I lost you and maybe found you again on Tuesday

You gave me your number on Wednesday

We drank until Thursday

And all weekend we were always busy, busy

Chilling, chilling, easy, easy

Until the sun rises

Twenty-five hours are not enough

(Easy, easy)