When the moon hits your eye
Like a big pizza pie
That’s amore
Paparelli’s Pizzeria,
Johnny drove the delivery van,
Not too smart but we all loved him,
'Cause he was the Paparelli man!
Oh, make it a medium,
Make it a large,
Make it to go!
They said I couldn’t see him, My love for him was wrong.
His bike was much too noisy, His sideburns were too long.
I said farewell to Johnnie, Over one last pizza pie
I hid my tears and even laughed When Johnnie said good-bye
He saw two bike lights up the road And thought he’d try his luck.
He tried to cut between them. He never knew it was a truck.
I ran out on the highway But I couldn’t find my guy.
Between the deisel’s headlights SOMETHING LOOKED LIKE PIZZA PIE
She says
I can’t see you any more, baby,
Can’t see you anymore.
Walk me down to school, baby,
Everybody’s acting deaf and dumb.
Until they turn and say, “Why don’t you stick to your own kind.”
Ebony And Ivory Live Together In Perfect Harmony
Side By Side On My Piano Keyboard, Oh Lord Why Don’t We?
Sing us a song, you’re the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we’re all in the mood for a melody
And you’ve got us feelin’ alright
I know a fine way to treat a Steinway
I love to run my fingers o’er the keys, the ivories
And with the pedal I love to meddle
Not only music from broadway
I’m so delighted if I’m invited
To hear that long haired genius play
So you can keep your fiddle and your bow
Give me a P-I-A-N-O, oh, oh
I love to stop right beside an upright
Or a high toned Baby Grand
Now who can see?
You know what I mean
Oh you gotta a treat her like a lad-ay
(You got-ta, got-ta treat her like)
Um-hum, all the best you can do
Well she’s all you’d ever want
She’s the kind they’d like to flaunt and take to dinner
Well she always knows her place
She’s got style, she’s got grace, she’s a winner.
She’s a Lady. Whoa whoa whoa, she’s a Lady
Talkin’ about that little Lady, and the Lady is mine.
Little lamb, little lamb?
What’s the story that you tell?
Little ditty about Jack and Diane
2 American kids growin up in the heartland
Jackie gonna be a football star
Diane debutante backseat of Jacky’s car
Brenda and Eddie were the popular steadies
And the king and the queen of the prom
Riding around with the car top down and the radio on
Nobody looked any finer
Or was more of a hit at the Parkway Diner
We never knew we could want more than that out of life
Surely Brenda and Eddie would always know how to survive.
Oh, oh, oh, oh……
We always take my car cause it’s never been beat
And weve never missed yet with the girls we meet
None of the guys go steady cause it wouldn’t be right
To leave their best girl home now on saturday night
Brrrm brm brm brm brm brm brm, brrrm b’ brrrm,
Brrrm brm brm brm brm brm brrrm b’ brrrm,
Brrrm brm brm brm brm brm brrrm b’ brrrm.
Brrrm brm brm brm brm brm brrrm.
Take me riding in the car, car;
Take me riding in the car, car;
Take you riding in the car, car;
I’ll take you riding in my car.
Click clack, open up the door, girls;
Click clack, open up the door, boys;
Front door, back door, clickety clack,
Take you riding in my car.
I’d take requests on the telephone
I’m on a wavelength far from home
I feel a hot wind on my shoulder
I dial it in from south of the border
I hear the talking of the DJ
Can’t understand just what does he say?
South America, baba-loo, ay-yi-yi, baba-loo
One favor you can do, ay-yi-yi, you can do
You beautiful lands below
Don’t know what you began
To put it plainly, I’m tired of shakin’
To that Pan-American plan
Take back your Samba, ay!, your Rumba, ay!, your Conga, ay-yi-yi!
I can’t keep movin’, ay!, my chassis, ay!, any longer, ay-yi-yi!
Now maybe Latins, ay!, in their middles, ay!, are built stronger, ay-yi-yi!
But all this takin’ to the quakin’
And this makin’ with the shakin’ leaves me achin’, olé!
What if I don’t find you when I have landed?
Will you leave me here to die on your shore stranded?
I think I know why the dog howls at the moon.
I think I know why the dog howls at the moon.
I’ve been walking all night long
My footsteps made me crazy
Baby, you’ve been gone so long
I’m wonderin’ if you’ll come home
I’m hopin’ that you’ll be my baby
I’m wonderin’ if I’ll be alone
Knowin’ that I need you to save me.
You got to trust your lover when you go away,
Keep on believing tomorrow brings a better day.
Sometimes you smile while you’re cryin’ inside,
Just once you’ll turn away while the truth be shinin’ bright.
Ayeye ayeye jesse mfana ayeye ayeye
It’s a cruel crazy beautiful world
All your life you’ve waited
For love to come and stay
And now that I have found you
You must not slip away
I know it’s hard believin’
The words you’ve heard before
But darlin’ you must trust them just once more
'Cause baby, goodbye doesn’t mean forever
Let me tell you
Goodbye doesn’t mean
We’ll never be together again
If you wake up and I’m not there
I won’t be long away
'Cause the things you do my goodbye girl
Will bring me back to you