What's the matter with you Mrs. Flori? Can't you see that I am poor? That night you raised the rent again Now I'm sure I'll be walking out that door Antonietta Eyes so blue When you wear that fancy sweater I remember I loved you That Italian accent It all sounds true When you said you'd come to spray the apartment I thought that's what you would do But oh, the way you looked that night Antonietta Hair so blue Though I know I can do better All I'm dreaming of is you And the way you looked that night