From the album You Wanna Be An Italiano

Lyrics

VERSE ONE
With greasy hair, strolling like a guido
Showing off your face like an italiano
Swinging like a boss full of his ego,
Playing as you’re the “orgoglio di mammá”

CHORUS
You wanna be an Italiano, Italiano, Italiano
Were you born in Brooklyn?
Eating crostini and tortellini
Drive a rented Lamborghini
You feel royal like a king

But you don’t have the Naples soul
You merely play the role
And just like Vesuvius
Your cover’s soon to blow
Are you saying that is true?

You wanna be an italiano, italiano, italiano
One day you visit Italy
then you’ll truly see Neapolitans, Sicilians, Romans too


VERSE TWO
Learned all the lines from La Dolce Vita
You moved to a città cosmopolita
Listen to Dean Martin "That’s amore"
Dreaming of spaghetti with ragú

CHORUS
You wanna be an Italiano, Italiano, Italiano
Were you born in Brooklyn?
Eating crostini and tortellini
In a rented Lamborghini
You feel royal like a king

But you don’t have the Naples soul
You merely play the role
And just like Vesuvius
Your cover’s soon to blow
Are you saying that is true?

You wanna be an italiano, italiano, italiano
One day you visit Italy
then you’ll truly see Neapolitans, Sicilians, Romans too

INSTRUMENTAL

HALF CHORUS
But you don’t have the Naples soul
You merely play the role
And just like Vesuvius
Your cover’s soon to blow
Are you saying that is true?

You wanna be an italiano, italiano, italiano
One day you visit Italy
then you’ll truly see Neapolitans, Sicilians, Romans too

END