Mom, I'm not coming back tonight
But I'm sure I'll end up in some bed, then sleep
We're all good kids, we're fine
Spaghetti, wine and the Our Father
Forbidden kisses in the dark alleys
So many friends of friends
And you sing, I hear you among the shouts
The lights brush us with their fingers
It doesn't matter if you never heard it
But this stuff makes us jump
All of Italy, all of Italy, all of Italy
All of Italy, all of Italy, all of Italy
Telling each other: 'I love you'
'Cause all of Italy, all of Italy, all of Italy can hear us here
Starred cuisine of leftovers, blessed holy Craxi
But the wishes belong to others
But with gold chains on their tank tops
The blue car, the flashing lights
And you sing, I hear you among the shouts
The lights brush us with their fingers
And this stuff makes us jump
All of Italy, all of Italy, all of Italy
All of Italy, all of Italy, all of Italy
Telling each other: 'I love you'
'Cause all of Italy, all of Italy, all of Italy can hear us here