Bambina

Lyrics
She was born in the end of novecento Bambina ritorna alla casa Papa said eat soya beans And put on your hard-time jeans He'd shoot me up to go to school Then give me pills to keep me cool Bambina ritorna alla casa I was eight, I felt out of shape I guess I needed something to get straight The casual-capsule was the only escape Though papa thought it was disgusting to take Bambina ritorna alla casa Dad got shocked, red and green "What the neighbors think seeing you clean?" I ran away on a foggy day Met E. T., feeling just like me Bambina ritorna alla casa He took me up to the martian meadows Where now my nu-nuclear plant grows Happy with my hologram home My youngest baby-clone, papa talks on the TV phone Bambina ritorna alla casa Bambina guarda la macchina (Fear of bombs, high technology) (Radio activity) Bambina guarda la macchina (Fear of bombs, high technology) (Radio activity) Bambina guarda la macchina (Fear of bombs, high technology) (Radio activity) Bambina guarda la macchina (Fear of bombs, high technology)
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Credits
- Writers
- Bernardo Vilhena
- Baster Barros
- Alice Pink Pank
- Lobão (BRA)