Based on Italy 2018
| My gun was out of ammo, was cornered in the ghetto | 
| I'd stolen from a gambler, back then I was a klepto | 
| I thought she was a statue, not moving in the alley | 
| As silent as a tortoise, it looked like rigor mortis | 
| She stepped out from the doorway, and told us she was sorry | 
| I couldn't complain as she'd caught me in flagrante | 
| She took us to her boss who, said that I was a goner | 
| He made me really suffer, with two months in the slammer | 
| And when you hear my story, it may sound quite familiar | 
| She caught me near the dock and she arrested me for murder | 
| Despite my protestations, she used me as a pillow | 
| Until the backup team came, and took me to the station | 
| I'd been arrested quickly, felt I was treated badly | 
| Not listened to my alibi, or my side of the story | 
| I felt the evidence was just purely based on hearsay | 
| Promise that I am not guilty | 
| Captured by the narcoleptic | 
| Chief investigator’s mean tricks | 
| She was in her nightdress and her panties | 
| But she still made the arrest | 
| She had sleepwalked up so gently | 
| I had only stolen twenty | 
| bottles of olive oil and about seventeen dollars thirty | 
| When finally my chance came, with the investigator | 
| I was a little scared, by all that she then told me | 
| She found out that I was the murderer's next target | 
| I was in fact the victim, she took me in to save me | 
| Fessing up the money, and about the bottles | 
| I tried to make the case to her my kids were hungry | 
| Though seeming sympathetic, she said she must insist | 
| That I would serve a little time in prison | 
| Captured for my own protection | 
| My thoughts start to change direction | 
| Took away my freedom with good reason | 
| While she caught the perpetrator | 
| After she had an espresso | 
| She assembled all her colleagues | 
| And told them to deploy for what was a major operation | 
| At the time I was set free, from my stint in the slammer | 
| As I walked out of prison, I crossed paths with the gambler | 
| It seems that in addition to bets in the casino | 
| He'd murdered seven people, at least as far as the police know | 
| Captured by her skilled sleep-judo | 
| The whole time she kept her eyes closed | 
| Lives saved by the narcoleptic | 
| chief investigator's actions | 
| We owe to her our lives, we'll remain forever indebted | 
| What can I do to repay | 
| Without her we'd not be here | 
| I could buy her a new duvet | 
| Invest in comfy pyjamas | 
| Lighten up her caseload, by snitching on my partner, we'll turn a new life over | 
| Or buy her a cappuccino | 
