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Dernier Souffle

🇮🇹☕ THIS IS NOT PIZZA! 🍕💔 (But at least France lost.)

You came for the spa.
You stayed for the emotional breakdown.
You screamed into your espresso:
"THIS. IS. NOT. CAFFÈ!!!"

🎧 A French House meets Soul Groove holiday disaster — soaked in retro strings, vocoder sighs, and more Mediterranean attitude than a Vespa traffic jam. Somewhere between heartbreak and heel turn, one Italian tourist finds peace... in watching les Bleus lose tragically in extra time.

🎶 What’s cookin’?
• Call-and-response chorus hotter than Nonna’s stove
• Vocoder whispers ("ciao… Palermo… AMORE!")
• Mandolino-synth riff that slaps harder than EU cheese tariffs
• Retro string breakdown from a 1974 Italian courtroom drama
• Perfect for dancing, complaining, or throwing pizza at the TV

📍 Genre: French House / Soul Groove
🎭 Mood: Warm, nostalgic, cheeky, slightly offended
🎵 Tempo: 122 BPM — like storming out of a café in slow motion
🎤 Vocals: Soulful Italianate crooning with extra seasoning

Tag someone who thinks ketchup counts as sauce.

Lyrics:

I booked one week — “relax,” they said
Now I cry on dry baguette
They served me “pizza” — with corn on top!
And the coffee? Dio mio — make it stop!

I took a sip — I screamed out loud:
"Is this revenge for 2006 now?!"

🎵 This is not pizza! — this is a crime!
Who puts pineapple at dinnertime?
This is not caffé! — I want to cry!
One sip and my ancestors die 🎵
(But at least France lost in extra time…)

They asked me, “Sir, you like the cheese?”
I said, “It squeaks… like bad TV!”
They brought a schnitzel shaped like France —
So I stood up and did a little dance!

Oh hills of Bayern, skies so blue
But why must you torture my ragù?
I miss my Nonna, I miss her plate
And France… oh France, you met your fate…

🎵 This is not pizza! — this is despair
Even my tiramisu said a prayer
This is not caffé! — why must you lie?
But at least I saw the Roosters cry 🎵
(Ooooooh la la... extra-time ciao!)

This Is Not Pizza

No Friends at the Party

🍕 “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)

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