Ryan Russell - Tuscan Vineyards

[Verse 1]

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Smells like Tuscany on a warm spring day. Drinking wine from tumblers and playing funny games. We sat for

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hours before we realised we were oversized, criticise...



[Pre-Chorus]

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Me, I'm ready for your wisdomatic brutality. C'mon, teach me professor. Profess me with profundity. I can see

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the vineyards from here.



[Chorus]

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Take me to Tuscany where I can lay beneath an olive tree. Oh, treat me with the finest grapes. When we're in

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Tucany we'll drink from tumblers.



[Verse 2]

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Unike Rome, we are home. Away from the city, deep in the unknown. You can see the pressure leaving...



[Pre-Chorus]

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Me, I'm ready for your wisdomatic brutality. C'mon, teach me professor. Profess me with profundity. I can see

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the vineyards from here.



[Chorus]

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Take me to Tuscany where I can lay beneath an olive tree. Oh, treat me with the finest grapes. When we're in

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Tucany we'll drink from tumblers.



[Verse 1]

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Smells like Tuscany on a warm spring day... When we're in Tucany we'll drink from tumblers.