Lies! - Quintorigo

She don’t like the way I look at him

But I think it’s time that he find his own friend

Every boy’s got leave their mama

Every boy’s gotta find the way home

Bambo, bamboccione

She don’t like the way I look at him

But I wanna take him out dancing

Under the moonlight, under the starlight we go

Lies!

Keep telling lies keep telling lies!

It’s a game of Russian Roulette

As I walk up to his house

I see his mama cooking

She want let him out

I don’t bite but it might hurt

When my bambo bamboccione

Presses me in the dirt

He tangos in the dirt

She don’t like the way I look at him

But I wanna take him out dancing

Under the moonlight

Under the starlight, we go

Lies!

Keep telling lies keep telling lies!