Fitzcataldo & The Trivettes - Gagliardo lyrics

Sweetheart don't you know that I'm hopeless like a baseball pitcher with no more attempts to try cute sly teddy bear my restless bride you strip me down the picket fence while I'm spoiling the punch line. Naive and shy oh shortly why did you not tell me where you remained all the time while I was sitting on a bench. Dear rea**uring hands of mine you know how did I forget you collect me from the ground and let me back into the match. Wet lips shine as a bitter caresse calm and quiet sea hidden in a gla**.