The Species K


Custom Vespas, from the ’60s, flying downtown at almost 90, fiery red, the dance begins, with arrows attached to their license plates. Give me a Special, the advancing summer, give me a Vespa and I’ll take you on vacation! How great it is to ride around with wings beneath your feet if you have a Special Vespa that solves your problems…

How wonderful it is to roam around the Bolognese hills if you have a special Vespa that takes away all your troubles…
School isn’t going well…
But I have a Vespa.
I don’t have a woman…
But I have a Vespa.
Sunday is here already…
And my Vespa will take me…
out of town!
…Out of town!
I rush out,
from my room,
shifting gears from first to fourth, I have to hurry.
I must go to a party,
let me take a spin on my Vespa first. Give me a special Vespa,
as summer progresses,
give me a Vespa, and I’ll take you on vacation!
How wonderful it is to get around with the wings under your feet if you have a special Vespa that takes away all your problems…
How wonderful it is to roam around the Bolognese hills if you have a special Vespa that takes away all your troubles…
School isn’t going well…
But I have a Vespa.
I don’t have a woman…


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