That’s Amore

Writer(s): Harry Warren / Jack Brooks
(from the CD Golden Voices: Frank Sinatra)

When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that’s amore.
When the world seems to shine like you’ve had too much wine, that’s amore.
Bells will ring ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling and you’ll sing vita bella.
Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay like a gay tarantela.
When the stars make you droll just like pasta fassot, that’s amore.
When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet, you’re in love
When you walk in your dream but you know you’re not dreaming,
Signore, scuzz me, but you see back in old Napoli, that’s amore.

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