She bought a hat from old Italia- it made her look like a Black Dahlia
She put it on- but wouldn't see me- she thinks she's Isabella Rossellini

Isabella rossellini in A blood red lamborghini
Driving hard like steve mcqueenie
The stereos blastin' out the cold puccini
Isabella rossellini- seaside table and A cold martini
A spicy dish of fettucini- and A waiter who looks like mussolini

She tooka trip to New York City- to be a model 'cause she looks so pretty
She got a job doin' internet porno- it's not high fashion but well- ya know
I sent her money but she won't call me
She leaves a message says she really wants to see me
But back in town she pulls a Houdini-
She thinks she's Isabella Rossellini

Isabella rossellini in A blood red lamborghini
Driving hard like steve mcqueenie
The stereos rockin' to some henry mancini
Isabella rossellini- seaside table and A cold martini
A spicy dish of fettucini- and A waiter who looks like mussolini
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Isabella Rossellini Lyrics

D.A. Sebastian – Isabella Rossellini Lyrics