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When the moon hits your eye like a big-a pizza pie
That’s amore
When the world seems to shine like you’ve had too much wine That’s amore
Bells’ll ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you’ll sing "Vita bella"
Hearts’ll play tippi-tippi-tay, tippi-tippi-tay
Like a gay tarantella
When the stars make you drool joost-a like pasta fazool
That’s amore
When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet, you’re in love When you walk in a dream but you know you’re not dreamin’, signore ‘scusa me, but you see, back in old Napoli, that’s amore
(When the moon hits your eye like a big-a pizza pie, that’s amore) That’s amore
(When the world seems to shine like you’ve had too much wine, that’s amore) That’s amore
Bells will ring
ting-a-ling-a-ling
ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you’ll sing "Vita bella"
Vita bell-vita bella
Hearts will play
tippi-tippi-tay, tippi-tippi-tay
Like a gay tarantella
Lucky fella
When the stars make you drool just like pasta fazool
That’s amore (that’s amore)
When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet, you’re in love When you walk in a dream but you know you’re not dreaming, signore ‘scusa me, but you see, back in old Napoli, that’s amore
Amore
That’s amore
That’s amore
When the world seems to shine like you’ve had too much wine That’s amore
Bells’ll ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you’ll sing "Vita bella"
Hearts’ll play tippi-tippi-tay, tippi-tippi-tay
Like a gay tarantella
When the stars make you drool joost-a like pasta fazool
That’s amore
When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet, you’re in love When you walk in a dream but you know you’re not dreamin’, signore ‘scusa me, but you see, back in old Napoli, that’s amore
(When the moon hits your eye like a big-a pizza pie, that’s amore) That’s amore
(When the world seems to shine like you’ve had too much wine, that’s amore) That’s amore
Bells will ring
ting-a-ling-a-ling
ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you’ll sing "Vita bella"
Vita bell-vita bella
Hearts will play
tippi-tippi-tay, tippi-tippi-tay
Like a gay tarantella
Lucky fella
When the stars make you drool just like pasta fazool
That’s amore (that’s amore)
When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet, you’re in love When you walk in a dream but you know you’re not dreaming, signore ‘scusa me, but you see, back in old Napoli, that’s amore
Amore
That’s amore
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