Italian Horror

She loved Italian horror She was the best and the worst of tomorrow And now she's looking for forgiveness Oh, I can give her that, oh, I can give her that Oh, oh oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh I can give her that She drink her wine in the morning Sergio Martino on her necklace, keep it pouring And now she wanna stay with me forever Oh, I can give her that, oh, I can give her that Oh, oh oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh I can give her that Oh, oh oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh I can give her that You need saving from yourself It's the last time you get to climb down from the shelf And all the faces come and go When you find out your life's a giallo horror show She loved Italian horror She was the best and the worst of tomorrow And now she's looking for forgiveness Oh, I can give her that, oh, I can give her that Oh, oh oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh I can give her that Oh, oh oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh I can give her that She's on my mind Everywhere I go She's breaking up the stereo I never her smile Always running wild The only way she knows