When In Rome

When in Spain, for reasons I don't explain I remain enjoying a brew Don't deplore my fondness for Fundador You know how a Fundador can lead to a few And baby, when in Rome, I do as the Romans do If per chance I'm saying farewell to France And romance drops in from the blue Cher amour, I beg of you, please endure My taking a brief detour with somebody new It's just that when in Rome, I do as the Romans do And though from Italy I lie to you prettily Why think of me bitterly, you know that I'm true 'Cept now and then in Rome, I get that old yen in Rome And naturally when in Rome, I do as the Romans do If I write happily, "Best wishes from Napoli" Don't cable me snappily to tell me we're through 'Cause once again in Rome, in somebody's den in Rome Well pussycat, when in Rome, I do as the Romans Disregard the signs and the omens When in Rome, I do as the Romans do