Yeah, Rude Boy!
Massimo!
It's a brand new thing,
a mash-up to P.S.,
you know?
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E mi piace
Non ti sconda
L'una piena
Tropicana
Ma carena
E se arriva il temporale
Oia!
La senti l'aria?
La senti l'aria?
Puntabarra!
La gente brava Sbaglia la strada
Gira il mondo quando ti muovi tu Suonano i tamburi della tribù
Bella guarda che questa giungla scura Fa paura solo se guardi giù
Ancora questo il nostro momento Un giorno come adesso non ritorna più
Quando mi sveglio in mezzo al cemento Con te il cielo sembra più blu
E' maledetta l'estate
Col suono delle sirene, delle cicane
Tropicana,
tanza dolce amara Ballo anche se arriva il temporale
E mi piace
Non ti sconda L'una piena
Tropicana Ma carena
Ballo anche se arriva il temporale
Un altro domani io l'aspetterò
Senza troppi piani da questo dance floor
E se c'è poco da fare quel poco facciamolo insieme
Non mi svegliare il finale e non dirmi che cosa succede
E'
maledetta l'estate
Col suono delle sirene,
delle cicane Tropicana,
tanza dolce amara
Ballo anche se arriva il temporale
E mi piace
Tropicana,
tanza dolce amara
Non ti sconda
L'una piena Tropicana