Lyrics:
This town is a lonely town
Not the only town like-a this town
This town is a make-you town
Or a break-you-town and bring-you-down town
This
This town is a lonely town
Not the only town like-a this town
This town is a make-you town
Or a break-you-town and bring-you-down town
This
You can trace the mystery of ancient history
Through art of artists and their models
You can comb through the Rome coliseum
And the rear
sarcasm in rhyme.
Rome, oh Rome
Rome, oh Rome
Church doors, where God looks down
Saints in a tie, Teppa’s town.
Rome, oh Rome
Rome, oh Rome
Glory in ruins,
is not like love
So give me something I can keep
Rome Munich Rome
So many people, so alone
Rome Munich Rome
Pack your bags, take me home
In
Who's the boy I like the most
Is it is teasing you he's underage?
Could he be waving from a tropical sunset
Static silhouette somehow
Single in
Who's the boy I like the most
Is it is teasing you he's underage?
Could he be waving from a tropical sunset
Static silhouette somehow
Single in
are inclined to.
Ladies' hearts adore diamond rings
Are not the very special things.
When Tony Rome is out and about.
'Cause Tony Rome'll take 'em
Let me take you to Capri
And we'll sail to Neapoli
Oh, what lovely sights we'll see
Just close your eyes
Picture us in London town
While the rain is
This town
Is a lonely town
Not the only town
Like this town
This town
Is a make-you town
Or a break-you-town
And bring-you-down town
This
Santa Claus is comin' to town
Santa Claus is comin' to town
You better watch out (watch out)
You better not cry (woo hoo)
You better not pout
where the grass is grey
Beswick, Hulme, and Harpurhey
Whalley Range where the tomcats roam
They're not the sights of Rome
But it's home
It's nice
held you close to me
Rome, Georgia
Athens, Texas
And Paris, Tennessee
No we're not the jet set
We're the old Chevrolet set
There's no Riviera
In
where the grass is grey
Beswick, Hulme, and Harpurhey
Whalley Range where the tomcats roam
They're not the sights of Rome
But it's home
It's nice
Rome
I'm at the top of my game
(Goddamn) don't mean to be rude
But me and you, we are not one and the same
(Goddamn) I'm eating your food
Santa Claus is comin' to town
Santa Claus is comin' to town
You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
I'm telling you why
a hotel room in New York city 'round about the time a friend or ours, Little Steven, was putting together a record of artists against apartheid, this is
In the shit house a shotgun
Praying hands hold me down
Only the hunter was hunted
In this tin can town
Tin can town
No stars in the black
I'd really like to be a part of her show!
Suzy is an artist - she paints quite a lot.
An artist she may be, but a genius she is not.
She says she
held you close to me
Rome, Georgia
Athens, Texas
And Paris, Tennessee
No we're not the jet set
We're the old Chevrolet set
There's no Riviera
In
".
We say "Rome' not "Roma"
PIANGI:
Si, si, Rome, not Roma. Is very hard for me.
LEFEVRE:
This way, gentlemen, this way.
goodness sake)
Oh, you better watch out, you better not cry
You better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is
sake)
Oh, you better watch out, you better not cry
You better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming
You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
Santa Claus is comin' to town
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