Paolo Giorgi feat. Tom Ride, Lowell Cogol - Hot Summer Night
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Well I’m coming back home, drive my car in a traffic jam,
35 in July don’t help me lessen a thrill in my mind
Long to take off my clothes, have a shower put a gown on
And relax on the couch, waiting to spend a hot summer night.

Stored the seafood in the fridge: pasta, pepper and salt;
I’ll place the pot on the fire, add some water inside awaiting to boil.
Keep an eye on the shrimps getting brown in the frying pan,
In a dress of sàffron, sèsame, thyme and good olive oil.

Then it’s dinner with you, I will pair chilly white wine,
Pop a bottle of the finest champagne, gently whisp’ring your name
Lightly touching your lips with the tip of my lips for a passionate caffè.

Turn the keys in the door, there’s no light in the lonely hall
Power cut in the block, oh, the seafood went bad and I’m fainting on the floor.
Got a text from you now, “I will take a delayed flight”…..
What a likable play: changing the meaning of a hot summer night.

There’s not a dinner with you, any drop of chilly white wine,
Why not a sip of champagne, wondering who damn is to blame?
Swearing I’ll buy no more fish, wine or champagne but only caffè.
Swearing I’ll buy no more fish, wine or champagne but only caffè