Talata (٣)

Peace be upon you
You're already out of my radar

Tell me if I'm just a fuck for you
The good ones I can count on my fingers
Baby, one, two, one, two, one, two, three
Baby, one, two, one, two, one, two, three

Sometimes I imagine standing on top
Ah, the roof of your car
Like Grindho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-house
Sometimes I see your image leaving
From the port of Genoa while I drink on the
Ah, ah, ah, Tirrenia, ah, ah, ah, ah

If I'm just a fuck for you
The good ones I can count on my fingers
Baby, one, two, one, two, one, two, three
Baby, one, two, one, two, one, two, three
If I'm just a fuck for you
The good ones I can count on my fingers
Baby, one, two, one, two, one, two, three
Baby, one, two, one, two, one, two, three

(Two, three)
(Two, three)