Italy - Local

I hate waiting, and I hate sitting on a plane

But I love Italy, and I love Spain

I love Jamaica, go ask Jermaine

I love the Netherlands, I’ll go again

Might go Greece where I made me a name

Let’s go France on a train

We can go Berlin but it might rain

Might go Thailand for my back pain

Need change, wanna go somewhere this week

And I wanna go somewhere next

But I ain’t been working days so I think the foreman’s vexed (aha)

I want a music life with enormous checks, but I’m just ya' normal chef (that's

me)

Costs about a week’s wage, these days, to buy me a normal crep

Sat on the step like 'what do I do?'

Work a week or two, then go to Salou

Work two months and go to Peru

Work a year and go to a few like 'what do I do?'

I’m not a normal kid like you (no)

But I know I can’t stay here long it’s wrong when you ain’t got a pool

Or you ain’t got a jar and I ain’t got a car it’s hard so I can’t go far on my

feet

Go hard on the beat, but that’s just bars on the street

I wanna go Palma and volcano, I wanna see lava and heat

I wanna drink Kava and eat

Instead I’m on a building site for life it’s hard when you’re me

See I hate waiting, and I hate sitting on a plane

But I love Italy, and I love Spain

I love Jamaica, go ask Jermaine

I love the Netherlands, I’ll go again

Might go Greece where I made me a name

Let’s go France on a train

We can go Berlin but it might rain

Might go Thailand for my back pain

Hate waiting, and I hate sitting on a plane

But I love Italy, and I love Spain

I love Jamaica, go ask Jermaine

I love the Netherlands, I’ll go again

Might go Greece where I made me a name

Let’s go France on a train

We can go Berlin but it might rain

Might go Thailand for my back pain

I wanna go somewhere winter, and I wanna go somewhere spring

This year I’m gonna go mental, next year I’m gonna go gym (ha)

I ain’t gotta be trim for a holiday fling

Bank card for my holiday clothes, 20 pound notes in a holiday tin

Like 'what can I bring?'

Work a week or two, get a trackie and trim

Work two months and buy me a ring

Or go Thailand, live like a king

I don’t give a fuck about bling

I just wanna go Beijing, I just wanna go New York raving (trust me)

I wanna see OVO in Tokyo

I wanna watch Avatar in Panama

I wanna go Texas and see rodeo

And then back home to a salad bar

Hate waiting, and I hate sitting on a plane

But I love Italy, and I love Spain (trust me)

I love Jamaica, go ask Jermaine

I love the Netherlands, I’ll go again

Might go Greece where I made me a name (it's where I made me a name)

Let’s go France on a train

We can go Berlin but it might rain

Might go Thailand for my back pain

Change, I need change (ay, ay)