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Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble
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Ancient footprints are everywhere
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You can almost think that youʼre seeinʼ double
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On a cord, dark night on the Spanish Stairs
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Got to hurry on back to my hotel room
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Where Iʼve got me a date with Botticelliʼs niece
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She promised that sheʼd be right there with me
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When I paint my masterpiece
Oh, the hours Iʼve spent inside the Coliseum
Dodging lions and wastinʼ time
Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle
I could hardly stand to see ʼem
Yes, it sure has been a long, hard climb
Train wheels runninʼ through the back of my memory
When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
When I paint my masterpiece
Bridge:
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Sailinʼround the world in a dirty gondola
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Oh to be back in the land of Coca Cola!
I left Rome and landed in Brussels
On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried
Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullinʼ muscles
Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside
Newspapermen eating candy had to be held down by big police Someday,
Everything is gonna be different
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When I paint my masterpiece
