d a sebastian - isabella rossellini lyrics
she bought a hat from old italia- it made her look like a black dahlia
she put it on- but wouldn’t see me- she thinks she’s isabella rossellini
isabella rossellini in a blood red lamborghini
driving hard like steve mcqueenie
the stereos blastin’ out the cold puccini
isabella rossellini- seaside table and a cold martini
a spicy dish of fettucini- and a waiter who looks like mussolini
she tooka trip to new york city- to be a model ’cause she looks so pretty
she got a job doin’ internet p-rno- it’s not high fashion but well- ya know
i sent her money but she won’t call me
she leaves a message says she really wants to see me
but back in town she pulls a houdini-
she thinks she’s isabella rossellini
isabella rossellini in a blood red lamborghini
driving hard like steve mcqueenie
the stereos rockin’ to some henry mancini
isabella rossellini- seaside table and a cold martini
a spicy dish of fettucini- and a waiter who looks like mussolini
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