Italian Plastic Lyrics

by Crowded House

Crowded House Italian Plastic Lyrics

INTRO: B* Bsus4*
I bring you plates from Rome
You say they look fantastic
I say we're having fun
Nothing like that Italian plastic
I bring you rocks and flowers
You say they look pathetic
You pick me up at night
I don't feel pathetic
When you wake up with me
I'll be your glass of water
When you stick up for me
Then you're my Bella Bambina
GUITAR SOLO (end of instrumental break; over: B - Bsus4 - A - E)
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^^^ (hammer/pull off 16 times) ^^ slide down
I say we're on a trip
Looks like we're on vacation
I say we're having fun
In our little constellation
Then I'll be your Bella Bambino, your man on the moon,
I'll be your little boy running with that egg on his spoon,
I'll be your soul survivor, your worst wicked friend,
I'll be your piggy in the middle, stick with you till the end
RIDE-0UT CHORDS: Dmaj7* D
* UNUSUAL CHORDS

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