Текст песни
Compared to my own empire they really look so neat, this is the last thing i expected to be, the night was raining and my window was stuck
I ve seen the ruins of the romans and the greeks, one day i called you because i couldn t resist
My driver took the shore roads to avoid the heavy trucks, some say my songs are long and over complicated
Looking out my window i see the stars above, i ve seen the ruins of the romans and the greeks Elliott, a broken hearted troubadour in sunny sicily
This is the last thing i wanted to be, i m closer to tunisia than to anyone i love Sicily, i was in sicily reading henry miller
while he was telling me about the mafia
I was in sicily reading henry miller, i was in discos i was listening to madonna, i ve seen the ruins of the romans and the greeks
i m closer to tunisia than to anyone i love
A broken hearted troubadour in sunny sicily, feeling so lonely my esteem so low
The night was raining and my window was stuck, you were in sweat clothes looking like jane fonda Sicily, one day i called you because i couldn t resist
One day i called you because i couldn t resist, but they re very personal i say they re underrated
i ve seen the ruins of the romans and the greeks
some say my songs are long and over complicated
My driver took the shore roads to avoid the heavy trucks, i was thinking bout our wedding what the marriage done to you
I ve seen the ruins of the romans and the greeks, one day i called you because i couldn t resist
Some say my songs are long and over complicated, i was thinking bout our wedding what the marriage done to you
It cost me eighty bucks i don t think it was worth it this is the last thing i expected to be, this is the last thing i wanted to be Elliott, a broken hearted troubadour in sunny sicily
Feeling so lonely my esteem so low, the night was raining and my window was stuck
I m closer to tunisia than to anyone i love, looking out my window i see the stars above, while he was telling me about the mafia
This is the last thing i wanted to be, i m closer to tunisia than to anyone i love
feeling so lonely my esteem so low
you were in new york city you were getting thinner
I was in sicily reading henry miller, looking out my window i see the stars above
I was in sicily reading henry miller, i ve seen the ruins of the romans and the greeks
looking out my window i see the stars above
a broken hearted troubadour in sunny sicily
but they re very personal i say they re underrated
I was thinking bout our wedding what the marriage done to you, you were in sweat clothes looking like jane fonda, a broken hearted troubadour in sunny sicily
Some say my songs are long and over complicated, i was in discos i was listening to madonna
this is the last thing i wanted to be