When in Rome

Upbeat European dance-pop / retro R&B, bright 118 BPM four-on-the-floor groove, warm playful female lead with conversational flirtatious delivery, glossy synth bass, crisp disco drums, handclaps, brig, bright Rhodes, rhythmic vintage guitar, short Italian-color plucks, buoyant chorus lift, tight radio-pop arrangement, energetic transitions, polished modern mix, romantic and witty rather than cinematic, minimal orchestral drama

[Cold Open]
I came to Rome for the ruins—
then you said, “Ciao, bella.”
There went the itinerary.

[Verse 1]
Trevi at midnight, coin in my hand
You said, “Make it good,” like you had a plan
I made a wish, never told you what
You smiled like maybe you already knew

Vespa buzzing down a cobblestone street
My bad Italian, your hand guiding me
Two thousand years underneath our feet
And somehow we were the reckless ones

[Pre-Chorus]
You said, “Andiamo”
I said, “Where?”
You laughed, “Who can say?”
Okay… fair

[Chorus]
When in Rome
Kiss me like we invented it
When in Rome
Love me like we’ve got a minute
One more wine, un’altra notte
One more street we shouldn’t know
I came here looking for history
Then we made a little of our own

When in Rome
When in Rome

[Post-Chorus]
Ciao, bella
Don’t say goodbye
Baciami
We’ve still got tonight

[Verse 2]
Espresso standing at some tiny bar
You drew a heart on a paper napkin
Spanish Steps with my shoes in my hand
You said, “Americana… ”
like it explained everything

We passed the Pantheon after two
Ancient gods watching me fall into you
Rome wasn’t built in a day, they say
Apparently we didn’t need that long

[Pre-Chorus]
You said, “Piano, piano”
Slow it down
But your Vespa and my heartbeat
Disagreed somehow

[Bridge]
Caesar had an empire
Michelangelo had his ceiling
Trevi had a thousand wishes
I had one very bad idea

You.

And oh—
what a beautiful idea.

[Break]
Dimmi…
Was it Rome?
Was it the wine?
Was it you?

Don’t answer.
I like the mystery.

[Final Chorus]
When in Rome
Kiss me like you mean forever
When in Rome
Even if we know better
One last wine, un’altra notte
Morning waiting down the road
I came here looking for history
And left with a story of my own

[Outro]
At the airport you said, “Arrivederci.”
I said, “That means we meet again, right?”

You smiled.

I’m still not sure.

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[Cold Open] I came to Rome for the ruins— then you said, “Ciao, bella.” There went the itinerary. [Verse 1] Trevi at midnight, coin in my hand You said, “Make it good,” like you had a plan I made a wish, never told you what You smiled like maybe you already knew Vespa buzzing down a cobblestone street My bad Italian, your hand guiding me Two thousand years underneath our feet And somehow we were the reckless ones [Pre-Chorus] You said, “Andiamo” I said, “Where?” You laughed, “Who can say?” Okay… fair [Chorus] When in Rome Kiss me like we invented it When in Rome Love me like we’ve got a minute One more wine, un’altra notte One more street we shouldn’t know I came here looking for history Then we made a little of our own When in Rome When in Rome [Post-Chorus] Ciao, bella Don’t say goodbye Baciami We’ve still got tonight [Verse 2] Espresso standing at some tiny bar You drew a heart on a paper napkin Spanish Steps with my shoes in my hand You said, “Americana… ” like it explained everything We passed the Pantheon after two Ancient gods watching me fall into you Rome wasn’t built in a day, they say Apparently we didn’t need that long [Pre-Chorus] You said, “Piano, piano” Slow it down But your Vespa and my heartbeat Disagreed somehow [Chorus] When in Rome Kiss me like we invented it When in Rome Love me like we’ve got a minute One more wine, un’altra notte One more street we shouldn’t know I came here looking for history Then we made a little of our own [Bridge] Caesar had an empire Michelangelo had his ceiling Trevi had a thousand wishes I had one very bad idea You. And oh— what a beautiful idea. [Break] Dimmi… Was it Rome? Was it the wine? Was it you? Don’t answer. I like the mystery. [Final Chorus] When in Rome Kiss me like you mean forever When in Rome Even if we know better One last wine, un’altra notte Morning waiting down the road I came here looking for history And left with a story of my own [Outro] At the airport you said, “Arrivederci.” I said, “That means we meet again, right?” You smiled. I’m still not sure.

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