THAT'S AMORE

In Napoli where love is king,
When boy meets girl, here's what they sing:

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 "Vita bella".
Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay,
Like a gay tarantella.

When the stars make you drool just like pasta e 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...
Scuzzi me, but you see, back in old Napoli
That's amore.

When the moon hits your eye like a big 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".
Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay,
Like a gay tarantella.

When the stars make you drool just like pasta e 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...
Scuzzi me, but you see, back in old Napoli
That's amore.
(That's amore)
That's amore.


Music: Harry Warren.
Lyrics: Jack Brooks.