Vic: Always late And a day behind Have to wait another year To be on time You can tell me but I know When it’s so classico Henriette: You find a love Delivered from above You loose your heart And it’s back to the start Just the way it’s gotta go When it’s so classico Vic: Now the news Is telling me They’re confused And yelling at me Another bomb’s gonna blow And even that is so classico Henriette: Down in Italia They got a word for such and such And they tell ya’ When it’s all much to much When the tragic is so classic They say no – it’s classico Vic & Henriette: La la la... Oh oh no, so classico