#------------PLEASE NOTE------------# #This file is the author’s own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study scholarship or research. # #------------## From: (Marck Bailey) {title:Italian Plastic} INTRO: B* Bsus4* I bring you plates from Rome You say they look fantastic I say we’re having fun Nothing like that Italian plastic I bring you rocks and flowers You say they look pathetic You pick me up at night I don’t feel pathetic CHORUS When you wake up with me I’ll be your glass of water When you stick up for me Then you’re my Bella Bambina ------------|-----------------|-------------------|| ------------|------------|------------|| -8>9--10--11--------|------------|-11--11------------|| ------------9---9-|-9>7------------|------------|| ------------|------------|------------|| ------------|------------|------------|| ^^^ (hammer/pull off 16 times) ^^ slide down I say we’re on a trip Looks like we’re on vacation I say we’re having fun In our little constellation CHORUS Then I’ll be your Bella Bambino your man on the moon I’ll be your little boy running with that egg on his spoon I’ll be your soul survivor your worst wicked friend I’ll be your piggy in the middle stick with you till the end CHORUS RIDE-0UT CHORDS: Dmaj7* D * UNUSUAL CHORDS B 799877 Bsus4 799977 Dmaj7 xx0222