L'italiano medio

I remember Christmas collections
Fields of wheat by the country road
The tragic Fantozzi, social satire
Today I look for Luttazzi and
I can't find him on the channel
Anyway, I'm a good citizen
I updated my ringtone on my phone
And a glass of wine with a sandwich
I feel happy if Costanzo does the train dance
I have a saint card in the living room
I treasure it so close to the lottery
I have Gerry Scotti with risotto but it's overcooked
That I become a millionaire like Silvio
With Paolo's newspaper and a lot of faith in Emilio
This year I was hungry but for two weeks
I pretended to be rich in Porto Cervo? How nice!!!
But I remember Christmas collections
Fields of wheat, now the grain is going to waste
I care little now I go to the mall
And my only problem is where to park

CHORUS. Ohoo ohoo
But I don't really care that much
Ohoo ohoo
I'm an Italian and I sing
And give me Fiorello and Panariello on TV
I'm the average Italian, in blue painted blue

I'm a good honest citizen
I drink a nice corrected coffee in the morning
After dinner, limoncello on vacation, tequila
The newspaper in winter and summer, the 2000 news
What a beautiful life of a star
Marina or Martina or that one from the show
The brunette or the blonde is good and round
As long as the boat sails, as long as the boat sinks
And in the meantime, I'm losing points on my license
And a blue car zooms past me
What a charm?

CHORUS. Ohoo ohoo
But I don't really care that much
Ohoo ohoo
I'm an Italian and I sing
Don't take my ball away and I won't bother you anymore
I'm the average Italian, in blue painted blue

But I hope a dream like this never ends
I want to wake up never again
I want to show you
That I'm really a good citizen
I have a Valentino wallet
And what's important is what I put inside
I go against the wind, left and right
Saturday downtown until I wear out my soles
I dance to Spanish songs so I don't strain
To follow the words and think about making love
At Briatore's villa, to the grandma without
Elevator, to the gladiator's woman
To what is the lesser evil, the honor of his excellency
Monsignor and anchors, we kiss the hand
What a beautiful Italian miracle

CHORUS. Ohoo ohoo
But I don't really care that much
Ohoo ohoo
I'm an Italian and I sing
And give me Fiorello and Panariello on TV
I'm the average Italian, in blue painted blue

CHORUS. Ohoo ohoo
But I don't really care that much
Ohoo ohoo
I'm an Italian and I sing
Don't take my ball away and I won't bother you anymore
I'm the average Italian, in blue painted blue