Helmut Lotti That's Amore
(In Napoli where love is King, when boy meets girl,
here's what they say)
When the moon hits your eye like a big-a pizza pie
That's amore
When the world seems to shine like you've had too much
wine
That's amore
Bells'll ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you'll sing "Vita bella"
Hearts'll play tippi-tippi-tay, tippi-tippi-tay
Like a gay tarantella
When the stars make you drool joost-a 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
dreamin', signore
'scusa me, but you see, back in old Napoli, that's
amore
(When the moon hits your eye like a big-a 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"
Vita bell-vita bella
Hearts will play
tippi-tippi-tay, tippi-tippi-tay
Like a gay tarantella
Lucky fella
When the stars make you drool just like pasta fazool
That's amore (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
'scusa me, but you see, back in old Napoli, that's
amore
Amore
That's amore
