[Intro]
Salt on my skin
Sugar on her lips
Yellow in the glass
Sun on the bricks
[Verse 1]
Hot day in Sicilia
Grandma hanging sheets in the breeze
You walking by the market stand
Stealing olives while you laugh at me
Lemon trees leaning over
Shadows drawing halos on your hair
You said, "Life is bitter, dolce"
Then you pulled me by the collar, over there
[Chorus]
You my limoncello
Sunshine in a little cold glass
Burning on my tongue when we kiss so fast
Sweet then wild, I can’t let go
You my limoncello
Hit me like the summer in May
Every little sip make the world okay
Baby, when you spin, all the streets glow
Limoncello
[Verse 2]
Nonno playing cards in the bar
Calls you “ragazza col fuoco” under breath
We ride that busted Vespa
Sea wind beating on my chest
Sticky fingers from the brioche
You lick ‘em clean, eyes never leave mine
Church bells ring on the corner
But your laugh cut louder every time
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Toast to the nights on the rooftop tiles
Plastic chairs, cheap wine, gold sky for miles
You say, "Ti amo," then you steal my drink
Squeeze my hand, make my heartbeat blink
[spoken]
From Catania to Palermo, they gon’ know
How you taste like sun after it rains slow
[Chorus]