Ita Lyrics - Cold Chisel

Every night when I go home 

I settle down to prime-time limbo 

When all the boys are gathered around 

Shoutin' "Ita's on TV" 

And though the roaches are thick on the ground 

Somebody goes to close our window 

Keep the noise of the city down 

Get a dose of integrity 

Every week, in every home 

She's got wholesome news for the family 

I believe, I believe, in what she says 

Yes I do 

I believe, I believe, at the end of the day 

Her magazine'll get me through 

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Ita's tongue never touches her lips 

She could always be my godmother 

And though the desktop hides her hips 

My imagination's strong 

She's the sweetest thing I've ever seen 

I'd like to take her out to dinner 

But when I think about the places I've been 

I'd probably hold my fork all wrong 

Every day and every night 

She's the only one we can depend upon 

I believe, I believe, in what she says 

Yes I do 

I believe, I believe, at the end of the day 

Her magazine'll get me through 

To every housewife through the land 

There is no-one else they can depend upon 

How could I not believe what Ita tells me to 

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Every day and every night 

She's the only one we can depend upon 

How could I not believe what Ita tells me to 

How could I not believe what Ita tells me to 

How could I not believe what Ita tells me to 

How could I not believe what Ita tells me to 

Yes it's true, what Ita tells me to