One day imma gona to Malta to bigga hotell
In the morning i go down to eat a breakfast
I tell the waitress i wanna 2 p___es of toast
She brings me only one p___
I tell her i wanna to p___
She says go to the toilet
I say you dont understand
I want to p___ on my plate
She say you better no p___ on the plate
You son of a b____!
I dont even know the lady
And she calls me a son of a b____

Later

I go to eat at a bigga resturant
The waitress bring me a spoon and
a knife, but no fork!
I tell her i wanna the f___
She tellin me everyone wanna f___
I tell her you dont understand
I wanna f___a on the table
She say you better not f___ on the table
You son of a b____!

So i go back to my room in a hotel
And there is no sheeats on the bed
Call the manager and im tellin him i wanna s___!
He tellin me go to the toilet
I say you dont understand
I wanna s___ on my bed!
He say you better not s___ on my bed
You son of you b____!

I go to the check out
and the man in the desk says
Peace on you, i said p___ on you too
you son of a b____!
Im goin back to Italia, Arrivederci

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