B Bsus4 I bring you plates from Rome B Bsus4 You say they look fantastic B Bsus4 I say weʼre having fun E B Bsus4 Nothing like that Italian plastic I bring you rocks and flowers You say they look pathetic You pick me up at night I donʼt feel pathetic Chorus: D G When you wake up with me D A Iʼll be your glass of water D G When you stick up for me D G A B Bsus4 A E Then youʼre my Bella Bambina I say weʼre on a trip Looks like weʼre on vacation I say weʼre having fun In our little constellation Chorus. D A Then Iʼll be your Bella Bambino, your man on the moon, Iʼll be your little boy running with that egg on his spoon, Iʼll be your soul survivor, your worst wicked friend, Iʼll be your piggy in the middle, stick with you till the end Chorus.
