Dean Martin
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
Vee-ta-bel-la
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