LEARN LYRICS

You, son of a bricklayer
Emilia is flooding
And Liguria too
And while we laugh
And make love
Your taxes are spent
In an hourly hotel
I, loving in my own way
I've messed up many things
And I don't follow many trends
I, loving in my own way
I wish I'd given you less of my heart, my love
So run against time
'Cause money won't wait for you
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