Italiannette

Italiannette, who's your fella? Italiannette, you're bella, bella Italiannette, I think you're keen, oh Italiannette, Italiannette, be my bambino I've never been to Napoli, I've never been to Rome But there's a pizzeria just a couple of blocks from home And there's a handsome fella there who twirls the pizza pies And when I pass his window, this is what he cries Italiannette (Italiannette), who's your fella? Italiannette (Italiannette), you're bella, bella Italiannette (Italiannette), I think you're keen, oh Italiannette, Italiannette, be my bambino One day some fellas heard him sing his spooky little song They learnt the words and music, oh it didn't take them long And now they come to my house almost every night And they serenade me to my heart's delight Italiannette (Italiannette), who's your fella? Italiannette (Italiannette), you're bella, bella Italiannette (Italiannette), I think you're keen, oh Italiannette, Italiannette, be my bambino Some day I'll visit Italy, I hope it will be soon (sì) I'll see the bay of Naples and I'll see the Venice moon (sì) But no one there will notice me, on this I'll make a bet No one in sunny Italy has heard Italiannette Italiannette, who's your fella? Italiannette, you're bella, bella Italiannette, I think you're keen, oh Italiannette, Italiannette, be my bambino Italiannette, who's your fella? Italiannette, you're bella, bella Italiannette, I think you're keen, oh Italiannette, Italiannette, be my bambino Italiannette! Ma just the one more time Italiannette, who's your fella? Italiannette, you're bella, bella Italiannette, I think you're keen, oh Italiannette, Italiannette, be my bambino Italiannette! That's-a nice