Gagliardo Lyrics - Singles - Fitzcataldo & The Trivettes

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 reassuring 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 glass.