| In an Italian café | |
| You made a lasting impression | |
| While a mandolin played | |
| A song we’ve all heard before | |
| You came in with your order | |
| And sat by my corner | |
| I don’t mean to be rude | |
| But I really am not in the mood | |
| Maybe some other time | |
| We could stroll along the beach | |
| And lose ourselves without a care | |
| In somewhere out of reach | |
| I hope by the time we meet again | |
| I’ll be rid of this leech | |
| That’s pulling me back in a chain | |
| Ripping the life out of me | |
| In a sweet attempt | |
| For me to stay | |
| You came up with these little talks | |
| Before I could walk away | |
| You came in with your order | |
| And sat by my corner | |
| I don’t mean to be rude | |
| But I really am not in the mood | |
| Maybe some other time | |
| We could stroll along the beach | |
| And lose ourselves without a care | |
| In somewhere out of reach | |
| I hope by the time we meet again | |
| I’ll be rid of this leech | |
| That’s pulling me back in a chain | |
| Ripping the life out of me | |
| I went back to the café | |
| And sat in the same booth | |
| Recalling back our conversation | |
| And felt a tap | |
| Turned around and you were there | |
| This is the second time | |
| So let’s go to the beach | |
| And dip our feet inside the ocean | |
| With water above our knees | |
| I knew we’ll meet again | |
| Bet you’ve had enough of the tea | |
| The coffee’s not very good | |
| So you came back for me | |
| There’s nothing holding you back | |
| So let’s go to the beach |
| In an Italian cafe | |
| You made a lasting impression | |
| While a mandolin played | |
| A song we' ve all heard before | |
| You came in with your order | |
| And sat by my corner | |
| I don' t mean to be rude | |
| But I really am not in the mood | |
| Maybe some other time | |
| We could stroll along the beach | |
| And lose ourselves without a care | |
| In somewhere out of reach | |
| I hope by the time we meet again | |
| I' ll be rid of this leech | |
| That' s pulling me back in a chain | |
| Ripping the life out of me | |
| In a sweet attempt | |
| For me to stay | |
| You came up with these little talks | |
| Before I could walk away | |
| You came in with your order | |
| And sat by my corner | |
| I don' t mean to be rude | |
| But I really am not in the mood | |
| Maybe some other time | |
| We could stroll along the beach | |
| And lose ourselves without a care | |
| In somewhere out of reach | |
| I hope by the time we meet again | |
| I' ll be rid of this leech | |
| That' s pulling me back in a chain | |
| Ripping the life out of me | |
| I went back to the cafe | |
| And sat in the same booth | |
| Recalling back our conversation | |
| And felt a tap | |
| Turned around and you were there | |
| This is the second time | |
| So let' s go to the beach | |
| And dip our feet inside the ocean | |
| With water above our knees | |
| I knew we' ll meet again | |
| Bet you' ve had enough of the tea | |
| The coffee' s not very good | |
| So you came back for me | |
| There' s nothing holding you back | |
| So let' s go to the beach |
| In an Italian café | |
| You made a lasting impression | |
| While a mandolin played | |
| A song we' ve all heard before | |
| You came in with your order | |
| And sat by my corner | |
| I don' t mean to be rude | |
| But I really am not in the mood | |
| Maybe some other time | |
| We could stroll along the beach | |
| And lose ourselves without a care | |
| In somewhere out of reach | |
| I hope by the time we meet again | |
| I' ll be rid of this leech | |
| That' s pulling me back in a chain | |
| Ripping the life out of me | |
| In a sweet attempt | |
| For me to stay | |
| You came up with these little talks | |
| Before I could walk away | |
| You came in with your order | |
| And sat by my corner | |
| I don' t mean to be rude | |
| But I really am not in the mood | |
| Maybe some other time | |
| We could stroll along the beach | |
| And lose ourselves without a care | |
| In somewhere out of reach | |
| I hope by the time we meet again | |
| I' ll be rid of this leech | |
| That' s pulling me back in a chain | |
| Ripping the life out of me | |
| I went back to the café | |
| And sat in the same booth | |
| Recalling back our conversation | |
| And felt a tap | |
| Turned around and you were there | |
| This is the second time | |
| So let' s go to the beach | |
| And dip our feet inside the ocean | |
| With water above our knees | |
| I knew we' ll meet again | |
| Bet you' ve had enough of the tea | |
| The coffee' s not very good | |
| So you came back for me | |
| There' s nothing holding you back | |
| So let' s go to the beach |
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