He seems lost, Jimmie
And he has this little loser side
This look of winner
Under his appearance of sad bandit
Hides a blue heart tattoo
Mom forever
But for me, when I see him
I know that somewhere
In his awkwardness
There's plenty of tenderness
Messed up by life, Jimmie
Everyone makes fun of him
Of his life, Jimmie
And when he wanders at nights
Jimmie
In his dreams, eternal paradis
Jimmie
Very well known by bars
Come, we will have some more
Just an anisette
Anyway life is worth nothing
So might as well drown the sorrow in carmine red
But for me when I see you,
I see what others don't
His intoxication
His recovery
Messed up by life, Jimmie
Everyone makes fun of him
Of his life, Jimmie
And when he wanders at nights
Jimmie
In his dreams, eternal paradis
Jimmie
He sounds like a song about nostalgia
Like a song written for him
Jimmie
Everyone makes fun of him
Of his life, Jimmie
And when he wanders at nights
Jimmie
In his dreams, eternal paradis
Jimmie
But you know you are not completely alone here
Jimmie