Strada Del Sole

For all the non-Austrians.

I'm standing in the heat
on the Road of the Sun.
My feet are killing me
in my new sandals.
My girlfriend took off
with an Italian guy.
They stole my money,
now I'm standing here alone
and I don't have a dime.
I don't have a dime
and no papers.
That doesn't lift your spirits.

Suddenly she vanished
with the parrot,
and she leaves me here
in my new sandals,
what a scandal.
I don't have a dime
and no papers.
That doesn't lift your spirits.

He wanted "love" with "pretty girl"
on "sentimental" on the "mattress."
Then he showed up in his Alfa Romeo,
at first I laughed at him,
and now I'm standing here
and I don't have a dime.
I don't have a dime
and no papers.
That doesn't lift your spirits.

He hit on her cool,
on "sweet doing nothing,"
not much going on in his head,
but "very powerful."
I'll knock his teeth out.
I don't have a dime
and no papers.
That doesn't lift your spirits.

I wanted to go to Florence, to Rome, and to Pisa,
but now I'm completely fed up with these faces.
I'm standing here totally broke and all alone.
I wish I had just stayed home with my friends.
I wish all this would just go to hell.
What do I need this nonsense for?
I like the "Gänsehäufl" (popular outdoor pool on the Danube in Vienna),
I don't give a damn about Italy.