Signo' Ho Portato L'Ojo [English translation]

"Ma'am, I brought the oil," I say outside in the door

"Come in", she says, "I'm in a hurry", the door is in fact open

She is there in the living room, underpants and bra

And I'm a little dumbfounded: "Ma'am, what are you doing?", I stammer

She wants to kiss me

I let her embrace me

And among her I stay

But then almost I pass out

She sends, if I'm not mistaken

Just breath of garlic

And she, terrible, presses me and whispers to me: "I love you"

I say, "There's no need", but she scratches my nose

Then she turns my hand away, she slams me on the sofa

I am forced there, my chest against her chest

But then for that pen

Which I keep in my breast pocket

I feel like a great whistle

Like it was a train

A hissing hiss

Her breast deflated

She grabs me and drags me in front of the fireplace

She slams me on the carpet, alas, it will be a secret blow

She kisses me as hard as she can, while I turn red

She bites a lot on my neck and my ear

And then she screams, I thought

That screamed with pleasure

But it was her hand

That burned in the brazier

And therefore gradually

She roasted in a fire

In short, all this cheating,

I know, for not having the oil to pay

• Artist:Pippo Franco
• Album:Bededè!