Seven days in Portofino
More than a month in Saint-Tropez
Then you told me, darling
You can't buy me with pate
And you ran away to Malibu
With a jewelry wholesaler
Susanna, Susanna, Susanna, Susanna
My love
And I, a tourist from Ticino
You queen of Pigalle
You wore a Pekingese
And a triangle of rhinestones
I told you to come away with me
You told me yes
I told you I would come back
But no! sir, don't worry, just go
Susanna, Susanna, Susanna, Susanna
My love
Susanna, Susanna, Susanna, Susanna
My love
And now I'm on expenses
At the mercy of the usurers
I subsidize four witches
To then know where you are
And your husband is
Here with me
Who eats and sleeps like a king
Susanna, Susanna, Susanna, Susanna
Where are you
Oh, oh, oh, oh
It's been three months that I've been waiting for you
In that usual bistro
I signed a square meter
Of bills to the usurers
But I know nothing more about you
Maybe one day you will return
Susanna, Susanna, Susanna, Susanna
My love
Susanna, Susanna, Susanna, Susanna
My love
Susanna, Susanna, Susanna, Susanna
My love
I'm waiting for you
My love

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