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 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 That's amore....That's amore... 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...(That's amore) That's amore!!!...
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