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Broke by a Bambina

He met her at a bar

in San Pellegrino

Yeah, like the water

but there was more wine

than water there

 

She was flicking a guitar

that she called "Bambino"

Her papa taught her

but she wasn't the kind

so easy to share

 

They slept inside his car

outside an old casino

The nights were hotter

than he'd ever find

anywhere

 

He said she'd be a star

but what the hell did he know?

**** gypsy daughter

broke into his mind

then left him there

 

She could only go so far

on his euros incognito

The polizia caught her

the guitar left behind

she'd tied him to a chair

 

She'd emptied out his jar

and his last good cigarillo

Shouldn't a brought her

she's serving time

Bambino in his care

 

He met her in a bar

in San Pellegrino

He said she'd be a star

what the hell did he know?

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