Que Idea
Pino D'Angio
What an Idea
I discovered in the disco her snake-like gaze
I approached discreetly and stood face to face
Her gaze and my gaze suddenly met
Fred Astaire by our side was static and still
I shot a kiss to her mouth, she almost went crazy
and on the dance floor excited, impressed, disturbed
she became so forward that I had to stop her
but then when I hugged her she became excited
I grabbed her by the waist and she turned into jelly
Oh yeah!
Is that how you say it?
Later, later
what an idea
Great idea, besides the disgust you give
What an idea
Look, look
what a cut you're going to get
know how to keep a conceited person like you in check
seeing that you have, more than anyone, just nonsense and youth
What an idea
Great idea, besides the disgust you give
What an idea
Touch, touch
what a cut you're going to get
it will make you spin without ever being able to achieve
the things you pretend, deep down, you're unhappy
I regret it, now I regret it
and I take her to her table
I ask her kindly 'do you want an orangeade?'
but the whiskey runs out on me, five liters she swallows
I wonder if now she would kiss me, kiss me
but she slips away again, out of my hands she escapes
she looked at me, I looked at her, she disappeared, I searched for her, I found her,
I followed her, I caught her, she let go, and in the end I cornered her, and she fainted on me
Oh yeah!
Is that how you say it?
Later, later
what an idea
Great idea, besides the disgust you give
What an idea
Look, look
what a cut you're going to get
know how to keep a conceited person like you in check
seeing that you have more than anyone just nonsense and youth
What an idea
Great idea, besides the disgust you give
What an idea
Touch, touch
what a cut you're going to get
it will make you spin without ever being able to achieve
the things you pretend, deep down, you're unhappy
What an idea
Dance
dance
mmmm
dance
what an idea, what an idea, what an idea
great idea
dance
Dance
what an idea
great idea
Dance