ARRIVEDERCI BABY CIAO

Your disco grammar, your perishable goods
I stood where you wanted, your perfume had hooks

Don’t be so casual, don’t be so cool 
If I’d have wanted ringing bells I’d have chased a fool
Not you, not you
You’ve got to come back baby or it’s arrivederci baby ciao

The town hunts down your beauty, they pump you full
You feel so empty now but you feel so full

For every love you don’t confess
There’s one more shadow on you varying degrees of undress

(c) Impermanent Music 1996 || David: vocals, guitar || Jim Kishline: bass