Luigi,
I never knew that you were so inclined,
Or have I merely been too blind to realize
Oh Luigi
Why you've been growing up before my very eyes
Luigi
You're not at all that funny awkward little girl I knew
Oh no
Overnight there's been a breastless change in you.
Oh Luigi
While you were trembling on the brink
was I out yonder somewhere drinking in a bar?
When did you set your bra on fire
why, your pitch was so much higher
Oh what miracle has made you the way you are?
Luigi
let me pour another drink
and we’ll make out in the back seat of my car.
Oh Luigi
we don’t see men like you in Mullingar.
When did you set your bra on fire
why, your pitch was so much higher.
Oh what miracle has made you the way you are?
[This message has been edited by Jim Hayes (edited May 06, 2006).]
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