Thinkin' 'bout you tonight, in a 3-D hotel room in Rome. Chain smoking American cigarettes, and keeping my ears to the phone. Through the blinds to the street my mind wanders.
I heard about ya from a girl backstage. You were packin' it with nothin'. But you carried a 12 gauze. . Everybody told me stay away from this dude. He's got a nasty reputation, too many tattoos.
Thinking about you tonight. In a 3-d hotel room in rome. Chainsmoking american cigarettes. And keeping my ear to the phone. Through the blinds to the street.
Hey there's nothing I wouldn't do. For your love baby, for your love. Rearrange the stars and hang the moon. For your love, for your love. . And when the rain comes down I'll be your umbrella.