When the moon hits your eye

"That's Amore"

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-a-ling
Ting-a-ling-a-ling and you'll sing
Veetabella,
Hearts will play tip-py-tip-py-tay,
Tip-py-tip-py-tay, like a gay
Tarantella.
Lucky fella

When the stars make you drool
Just 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 dreaming
Signore,
Scuzza me but you see
Back in old Napoli,
That's Amore.

Warren and Brooks

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