Rome

I smoked a joint in Rome With a man I didn't know He rode me on a scooter past the colosseum gold Paintings on his wall And the room was really warm We talked about the universe And the time passed really slow I walked away alone Because I had to go I'm leaving here tomorrow Sicily Palermo Well I might be back again But I don't really know So if we never meet again Addio mio amante Romano Well I might be back again But I don't really know So if we never meet again Addio mio amante Romano He pictured through the seams dress of polka dotted dreams Last thing he said to me Ciao Bella