Che Notte!

What a night
What a night that night
Thinking about it, I feel my bones broken
Well, waiting for that blonde
Who fills up at the Roxy Bar
The little friend all curves
Of the boss Billy Karr

What fog
What fog that night
Three police cars were looking for me
But for an appointment
If there's sugar to be made
When there's a topic
You know I'm in

I go there, I see her, it's her
But from the fog, six others appear
Buck the plague, Jack Bin
With the Bolivar brothers
While under a lamppost
Billi Karr is having fun

What a punch
What a punch that night
I remember six broken jaws
I have a left like a quintal
And the right, I'll tell you
Only one other has it the same
But I knocked him out

I lay them out, I count them, there are six
Then I count them again because you never know
And meanwhile that crazy one
Approaches and you know what she does?
She fixes my tie
Whispering: Shall we go?

What kisses
What kisses that night
I'm tough but easy to fall for
I got myself into trouble
For the platinum blonde
Imagine that in one year
She brought me down on the pavement

What fog, what punch, what kisses, what falls
Guys, what a night that night