[Verse 1]
Smells like Tuscany on a warm spring day. Drinking wine from tumblers and playing funny games. We sat for
hours before we realised we were oversized, criticise...
[Pre-Chorus]
Me, I m ready for your wisdomatic brutality. C mon, teach me professor. Profess me with profundity. I can see
the vineyards from here.
[Chorus]
Take me to Tuscany where I can lay beneath an olive tree. Oh, treat me with the finest grapes. When we re in
Tucany we ll drink from tumblers.
[Verse 2]
Unike Rome, we are home. Away from the city, deep in the unknown. You can see the pressure leaving...
[Pre-Chorus]
Me, I m ready for your wisdomatic brutality. C mon, teach me professor. Profess me with profundity. I can see
the vineyards from here.
[Chorus]
Take me to Tuscany where I can lay beneath an olive tree. Oh, treat me with the finest grapes. When we re in
Tucany we ll drink from tumblers.
[Verse 1]
Smells like Tuscany on a warm spring day... When we re in Tucany we ll drink from tumblers.
