I kept searching through the allies
Searching through the catacombe that night
I closed my eyes and threw a coin into the fountain
Then I looked and she was nowhere in sight
I wandered through the holy city
Like some beggar beneath the moon lit dome
Near the Spanish steps of Rome
I heard a voice as I looked through my fingers
And saw the old monsignor
He gave me his blessing and then said to me
Donīt try and please her
And then I heard her singing like some diva
Parched upon her throne
On the Spanish steps of Rome
(Hey-hey)
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Now I know I should have listened
When he warned me, he warned me not to follow
I noticed that the statueīs eyes
Were all sunken and hollow
She let hose young wolves do the dirty deeds
While she lay there inside her home
On the Spanish steps of Rome
(Hey-hey)
On the Spanish steps of Rome...