Lyrics

Tuscany Heat

I watch you working at the bar with your Papa
and he?s frowning at the frolicking boys, but you?re coy
and you laugh pulling draughts for the farmers
whose afternoon?s dashed by the Tuscany Heat

Latina

I saw you strolling down at the fountain
with that boy your Papa told you be sure to ignore
then you straddled the back of his motorbike
scratching like cats mad with Tuscany Heat

Latina

Did you really think that I?d be here?
This pool of melting moon I?ve staged for you
Pense veramenta que sto qui
La luna liquefalta es per te

I caught Giuseppe peeping wedged in your hedges
so I showed him off the edge of the bridge?s ledge
now I duck in the barn on the lam at the farm
being hounded by Tuscany Heat

Latina