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🍕 “SOLO PER CLIENTI” — the unofficial Italian summer anthem nobody asked for… but everybody needs. 🇮🇹🚗☀️

Imagine this: a tiny German car, endless winding coastal roads, the smell of fresh lasagna in the summer air… and zero parking. Every single sign screams “SOLO PER CLIENTI” — and our poor heroine? She just wants pizza, mamma mia! 🍝

This French House groove blends soulful male vocals (with a gloriously strong Italian accent), filtered disco synths, deep sidechained basslines, and sun-kissed beats into the ultimate late-afternoon soundtrack. It's smooth, it’s groovy, and it comes with a hint of tiramisu-fueled desperation.

If you’ve ever been hangry on holiday, trapped between Aperol dreams and parking nightmares, this one’s for you. Close your eyes, turn up the volume, and drive straight into Mediterranean chaos.

Warning: This track may cause
🍕 Sudden pizza cravings
🥂 Aperol spritz nostalgia
🚗 Spontaneous shouts of “SOLO PER CLIENTI!”

Perfect for:
🌴 Golden-hour beach drives
🍹 Late-summer balcony parties
🎧 Dancing barefoot with pasta in hand
🇮🇹 Pretending you’re Italian even if you’re not

Lyrics:

She drives a tiny car from Germany,
Through winding roads to the deep blue sea,
Dolce vita dreams, sunglasses on,
But her stomach's empty, mamma mia, she’s done!

Every little street, every little sign,
Says “solo per clienti” — babe, she’s losin’ time!
Pizza in her mind, but no place to stay,
O sole mio, take my hunger away!

Solo per clienti!
No, no, no parcheggio niente!
Solo per clienti!
Pizza, pasta… where’s the entry?
Solo per clienti!
My amore, it’s so tormenti,
Solo per clienti!
O mamma mia… help me, senti! 

She sees a little trattoria by the square,
Smells the fresh lasagna in the summer air,
She parks the car, but a man starts to scream:
“Signorinaaa! This is not what it seems!”

"Bellissima, capisci, non si può…
This parking here — non per te!"
And she sighs, “Okay, okay…
I just want pizza… por favoreee!”

Solo per clienti!
No, no, no parcheggio niente!
Solo per clienti!
Tiramisu is my tormenti!
Solo per clienti!
Maccheroni… sentimenti,
Solo per clienti!
O mamma mia… hungry belly! 

Drive, drive, drive…
Past the beach and wine,
One day, somehow…
She’ll find that sign:
“Benvenuti… clienti tutti!”

Solo Per Clienti (French House Version)

I dont wanna be ur girlfriend

Ever been to a place that felt meh, only to return later and think, “Wow, did they secretly install paradise while I was gone?” That’s this track — a chillwave samba postcard from your brain’s lost-and-found department. 🌴💭

It’s got wind that whispers in Bossa Nova, sand that remembers your bad dance moves, and a rhythm that gently reminds you: maybe you were the problem, not the weather.

“So if you are coming around again…” — it’s not a threat, it’s an invitation. Bring sunscreen, low expectations, and your best regrets. The beat’s smooth, the mood’s warm, and somewhere between the maracas and the melancholy, you’ll start to grin for no reason.

🎶 File under: “Songs that make you accidentally sway in your kitchen wearing headphones and an existential smile.”

Lyrics:

Soft wind over empty ground,
I know this place, but not the sound.
Same horizon, different hue,
The air remembers more than you.

So if you are coming around again…
You might find what you missed back then.
So if you are coming around again…
You might find what you missed back then.

Stone turns warm where the sunlight lands,
Water moves between my hands.
Every echo bends in time,
Every shadow learns to shine.

So if you are coming around again…
You might find what you missed back then.
So if you are coming around again…
You might find what you missed back then.

It’s not the road that changed —
It’s how you walk it.
It’s not the view that fades —
It’s how you look again.

So if you are coming around again…
Coming around again…
You might find what you missed back then.
Just come… around… again.

So if you are coming around again…
You might find what you missed back then.
So if you are coming around again…
You might find what you missed back then.

So if you are coming around again…
Coming around again…
You might find what you missed back then.
Just come… around… again.

So If You Are Coming Around Again

Hi there — welcome to my corner of the web.

I’m here for one simple reason: to share my music with you.
Take a listen, explore, and I hope something here resonates with you. Enjoy the vibe!

So If You Are Coming Around Again

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