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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)

the car? The unpaid, unthanked chauffeur of broken hearts, empty wallets, and half-drunk philosophers who spill beer in your backseat? Congratulations — this track is your soundtrack.

“Free Private Taxi” is a dub-soaked midnight ride: heavy bass like tires screeching, echoes like drunk laughter from the backseat, and lyrics that perfectly capture the honor (read: idiocy) of always being the one who drives.

No GPS, no cash, no glory — just headlights, sarcasm, and fuel money straight from your own pocket. It’s Uber without the 5-star rating, Lyft without the tips, a taxi service powered entirely by poor life choices and emotional blackmail.

So buckle up. The clown’s at the wheel.
And yes… the ride is always free.

Lyrics:

I’m the rolling clown with the fuel I buy,
The king of favors, don’t ask me why.
Door unlocked, engine humming,
You text “pick me up” — and here I’m coming.

No GPS, I know your scheme,
Psychic Uber of your dream.
Wave of a hand, no coins, no cash,
Just me burning tires in a midnight dash.

Free private taxi, this is me —
Take you where you wanna be.
If early morning or dark night —
I pick you up with headlight bright. 

Backseat full of half-drunk friends,
I drive in circles, story never ends.
Thank-you note? Ha, never seen,
Just a wave goodbye from the drama queen.

I’m the chauffeur of lost romance,
Your midnight ride, your cheap last chance.
Every handshake, short and cold,
Costs me gas and my soul’s sold.

Free private taxi, this is me —
Take you where you wanna be.
If early morning or dark night —
I pick you up with headlight bright. 

Trigger words: honk, laugh, ride, crash,
Burning rubber, empty dash.
Punchline life on four cheap wheels,
Sarcasm’s the only tip I feel.

Free private taxi, this is me —
Take you where you wanna be.
If early morning or dark night —
I pick you up with headlight bright.
Free private taxi, always free —
The biggest fool you’ll ever see.

Take You Where You Wanna Be (Dub Version)

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Take You Where You Wanna Be (Dub Version)

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