Heard you say that your name you know
Formerly was DiMaggio
Holiday in Rome
Holiday in Rome
To see your homeland you say you should
Go check out where Mussolini stood!
Holiday in Rome
Holiday in Rome

You swear you want to visit the heart of the Vatican
Pointed hat again - be viewin' ol' Pope
At the Sistine you're getting' a crick in your neck and limbs
Oh naked cherubim - they're painted oh so nice
The streets are full of guys huggin' guys
And kissin' cheeks at the last good-byes
On holiday in Rome
Holiday in Rome

Coliseum looks so big to me
A-standing in a piece of history
Where lions munched on bones
And poor martyrs moaned
And now it's filled with stray cats, it's so inconceivable
Oh it's purrmittable and they all want food!
Don't forget - cast lira in the fountain of Tre-evi,
Oh, to returnity, does it have good clout?

And you told me you gave them all a soliloquy
Oh, Pavarotti and the Tenors three
Then you drank so much Ouzo you tell me it was obscene
Too much spaghetti - wished you'd drunk less wine
So in the land full of soccer grounds
In the place where Fiats abound!
You holidayed in Rome
Perused all Dante's tomes
You holidayed in Rome
Read Boccaccio's poems
You holidayed in Rome
Saw Michelang'lo's Dome
You holidayed in Rome
Spotted Mario Cuom'
He holidayed in Rome
You holidayed in Rome

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