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Through the rubble of the bombed out streets
Through the squalor and the poverty
Walks a proud Neapolitan girl
With a head of thick black curls
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She doesn't care 'bout right or wrong
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Just about where the next meal's coming from
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Innocence can often be
Another one of war's casualties
But innocence can be restored
With a visit to the Professore
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For ten thousand lire he
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Can find mislaid virginity
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His dirty needle leaves a trail of scars
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And keeps her at the peak of her sexual powers
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She takes him riding on the 133
Through the city to the cemetery
Where the Neapolitan girls go
Down behind the headstones
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Oh the quickening breath and muffled cries
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As life and death become entwined
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Now baby just pretend you don't see 'em
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Lusting in the mausoleum
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Lola hhas a lover in the city bank
And Lola has a lover in the British ranks
Well Lola has them over in the middle of the day
Cause Lola makes the neighbours all jealous that way
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She doesn't care 'bout right or wrong
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Just about where the next meal's coming from
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Neapolitan girl
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Neapolitan girl