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Fritti Scampi Echianti Clamari Eccola Per Me - Zuppa Romana

"Fritti, scampi e chianti, calamari, ecco la per me Zuppa Romana. Maccheroni, cannelloni, peperoni, ecco la per me Zuppa Romana. Bella donna, mamma mia, alimenti ciao. Roma Roma Napoli amore mio. Mozzarella,"

Theme - Cibo Matto

"Ba ba ba ba ya, ba ya Ba ba ba ba ya, ba ya oh wa wa Ba ba ba ba ya, ba ya Ba ba ba ba ya, ba ya oh wa wa wa wa... It was such lovely weather, mmm yeah The third day in Milano I was sitting in a chair The"

Hier in dem lokal - Herbert Gr

"Still, so sitzt du da sagst nur manchmal: "Ja" vor uns steht die Flasche Wein ich schenk fr uns was ein Chianti haben wir bestellt Du hast noch nichts erzhlt Still, so sitzt du da ich frag wie es war fast"

Nice Guy Eddie (It Girl) - Sleeper

"So I'll admit that it all started as a scam 'cos every girl wanted you and a year round tan we know you're old but you're kind you're rich and your heart is dicky yes I knew that you wanted me and he"

Del Rocca - Acid Drinkers

"Certainly Rocca in his stinkin' uniform Settles matters with Chianti, sitting in La Scala Scrawling on a piece of the wall, stresses it word by word He sells pills to dirty imbeciles. He sets off, lookin'"

Hei - EAV

"Es war in einer schwle Sommernacht In die Ristorante von Al Carbonara, Die Vater von die organisierte Erbrechen. In einer Pizzeria in Palermo City Kaut ein dubioser Mafioso traurig seine Calamari Fritti. Und"

Sechse In Der Fr - Ringsgwandl

"Kurz nach der Dmmerung, bevor es so richtig Tag noch ist, die leeren Straen rumpelt entlang ein rostiger Omnibus, ein Philosoph fahrt mit seinem oidn Fahrradl Zeitungen aus, und ein Rentner, der nicht"

Hei - Erste Allgemeine Verunsicherung

"Es war in einer schwle Sommernacht In die Ristorante von Al Carbonara, Die Vater von die organisierte Erbrechen. In einer Pizzeria in Palermo City Kaut ein dubioser Mafioso traurig seine Calamari Fritti. Und"

Soakin' The Bone - Foghat

"Peverett - Loentz Music - ASCAP Where was Nero when Rome burned? He wasn't worried 'bout the flames. The cat didn't play no fiddle, he had his mind on better games. He was down in the cellar with a girl"

Language Of Love - Cliff Richard

"Excusez-moi, my pretty Mademoiselle, You are a French girl it's easy to tell, Me, I don't smoke not even a French cigarette, But I love my pomme de terre, And always croquette, I am from Angleterre and"

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