A Call from the Vatican

Guido Guido I was lazing around my bedroom When you called and an idea occurred to me I thought you might be wondering about Guido Who's not wearing any clothes? I'm not My darling, who's afraid to kiss your toes? I'm not Your mamma dear is blowing into your ear So you'll get it loud and clear I need you to squeeze me here And here, and here Cootchie, cootchie, cootchie coo I've got a plan for what I'm gonna do to you So hot, you're gonnna steam and scream And vibrate like a string I'm plucking Kiss your fevered little brow Pinch your cheeks till you say, ow And I can hardly wait to show you how Guido Who won't care if you come to me tired and overworked? I won't, Bambino Who knows a therapy to beat what you can get from me? I don't But this will have to be enough for now Guido, ciao I love you, Guido