What's the matter with you Mrs. Flori?
Can't you see that I am poor?
That night you raised the rent again
Now I'm sure I'll be walking out that door

Antonietta
Eyes so blue
When you wear that fancy sweater
I remember I loved you

That Italian accent
It all sounds true
When you said you'd come to spray the apartment
I thought that's what you would do

But oh, the way you looked that night

Antonietta
Hair so blue
Though I know I can do better
All I'm dreaming of is you

And the way you looked that night