Now, you’re going to want more
You’re going to want more days in FlorenceBut you’re not going to get them
You should know that now
I’m always bringing people to Florence
And at the end of the dayNobody wants to leave
And I have to—
Ugh
I have to beg them--
Ladies
GentlemenPlease
We went over this
But it doesn’t matter
How much we go over itThey always want to stay
An extra day
And one time
I let them stay an extra dayThe people who hired me?
And they never left
They’re still in Florence
Not that they care
They love it
They love it thereBut keep that up
And where are you?
Pretty soon
Is living in Florence
And that’s not fair
To the Italians
And it’s not fair to me!
I can’t make a living
Bringing people to ItalyIf they move there
After one trip
So I beg them to leave Florence
And they don’t want toBecause after one day
They fall in love
And I tell them
They’re not really in loveBut you know what?
They are
They are in love
So I lie to them
And deny itI tell them it’s all just
The Illusion of Italy
That’s what I call it
The Illusion of Italy
And they buy it…
…Most of the time
But it’s tough
It’s really tough
To be honest with you
I wouldn’t take themTo Florence at all
If I had my way
But then who would go?
Who would go to Italy
Not me, that’s for sure
Italy without Florence?
I mean, geez
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