Max Provenzano - Pulses (Deluxe)

Mr. Italiano

I did a little walk of shame down the aisle
I cleaned up my home with a garden hose
I wrote and wrote and wrote a billion songs
But none of them were your favorite, oh

I can't make you happy baby
You just want me to be kicked out of your house
That's why, that's why, that's why
I did what I did

They call me Mr. Italiano
Nothing here makes sense anymore
And I'm a little, little insecure about it, but

Now I got in the taxi
And the driver asks me "where are you going"
I told him a little restauarant
By the name of "Sevilla"

Now I know that you are
So ungrateful
Of everything
So, I walked you out my house

They call me Mr. Italiano
Nothing here makes sense anymore
And I'm a little, little insecure about it, but
They call me Mr. Italiano
Nothing here makes sense anymore
And I'm a little, little insecure about it

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Writer(s): Max Provenzano
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