You, I'm throwing a key down from the kitchen window*
I live four flights up and you're welcome in
Lots of shoes all over the hall, people by the fan smoking
It's a party at my place tonight and the whole world is mine br/>And the neighbors have been complaining since a quarter past ten
Now everyone is in my kitchen and I'm all pie
Playing dad's record from 69
They sing "Cosa vuol dir sono una donna ormai?
O mare nero, mare nero, mare ne"
Turns down the volume, lets everyone sing along
Can't think, I'm just standing here smiling
Oooh, ooh, song on song
It echoes all over the city
Oh, something big is happening
Because there is a queue from the street up to the hall
It echoes over all the roofs
Yes, there is a queue from the street up to the hall
Thumping hearts at a quarter past five
Imma on the windows but no one goes home
Flickering glances up and down and again, oh
No one knows if it really happened< br/>No one knows if it really happened
Imma on the windows but no one goes home, oh
Thumping hearts at a quarter past five
No one knows if it really happened
Really happened
Song after song
It echoes all over the city
Oh, something big is happening
Because there is a line from the street up to the hall
It echoes all over the city
Because there is a queue from the street up to the hall

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