Nonna's Favourite Song

The birds have sung their final song, sun is going down Time to take a seat at your favourite place in town The smell of coffee dissipates, the glass of wine I long to taste On the table, bread and cheese, a cigarette sir if you please Red dress, high heels, glass in hand, something about the way you dance I can't keep my eyes off of you The air is thick, your skin it drips, beads of sweat upon your lips Teach me to move like you Spin me round, spin me round, spin me round, spin me round Darling, I never wanna leave this town Spin me round, spin me round, spin me round Darling, I wanna spend my days in a dressing gown with you The gentlemen are arguing about which song they want to sing Nonna on the balcony, she says, signori, please She fills the bucket to the top, rains it down upon The men look up and say to her, we'll sing your favourite song Spin me round, spin me round, spin me round, spin me round Darling, I never wanna leave this town Spin me round, spin me round, spin me round Darling, I wanna spend my days in a dressing gown with you Lemon trees and cloudless skies Never wanna stop looking at your olive-coloured eyes Spin me round, spin me round, spin me round, spin me round Darling, I never wanna leave this town Spin me round, spin me round, spin me round Darling, I wanna spend my days in a dressing gown with you Spin me round, spin me round, spin me round, spin me round Darling, I never wanna leave this town Spin me round, spin me round, spin me round Darling, I wanna spend my days in a dressing gown with you.