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Missed the Boat

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[Verse 1: Italian rock male lead, raspy and urgent over charging drums] Nine o'clock from Naples, last one of the day Cake box in my hand and a ring tucked away Running down the pier with my shoes untied Watched the ferry turning and I watched it ride Thirty-eight years and I'm always too late Mamma says Gennaro, you will never find a date Lucia on the island and her birthday tonight Candles on the table and a chair with no light [Pre-Chorus: Italian rock male lead, climbing, guitars rising] Everybody laughing, they say there he goes Missed the boat again, everybody knows [Chorus: Italian rock male lead, belted, full band roaring] I missed the boat, so I took the sea Wind in my face and the waves on me You can keep your ferry and your schedule and your key I missed the boat, so I took the sea [Verse 2: Italian rock male lead, harder, the band charging] Old Tonino at the end with a wooden hull Grudge with the ferry since the summer they pulled His license for a week for a crooked net Said ragazzo, get in, we're not finished yet Motor coughing smoke and the bow goes high Salt in the cake box and the spray in my eye Straight across the gulf where the big ships won't He said they go around, boy, and we go straight, we don't [Pre-Chorus: Italian rock male lead, climbing, guitars rising] Everybody laughing, they say there he goes Missed the boat again, everybody knows [Chorus: Italian rock male lead, belted, full band roaring] I missed the boat, so I took the sea Wind in my face and the waves on me You can keep your ferry and your schedule and your key I missed the boat, so I took the sea [Bridge: Italian rock male lead, guitar takes the hook, the lead guitar screams the hook melody alone before he returns] Lights of Procida coming through the spray Ferry still turning round the point out of the way Tied up at the dock with the cake half wet Lucia on the stairs and she hasn't seen me yet [Verse 3: Italian rock male lead, roaring, full band] Down on one knee with the salt in my hair Ferry pulling in and the whole crowd there Same people laughing back on the Naples side Watching from the rail as she says yes and cries Tonino at the tiller with a cigarette lit Says late's a bad habit, but the sea don't quit Thirty-eight years and I was never on time But I beat the ferry and the girl is mine [Chorus: Italian rock male lead, belted, full band roaring] I missed the boat, so I took the sea Wind in my face and the waves on me You can keep your ferry and your schedule and your key I missed the boat, so I took the sea [Outro: Italian rock male lead] Buon compleanno [End]