Lyrics:
Pop Italian Songs

the tongue so if you feelin froggy leap Kermit you better think before you ribbit Don't be murdered over your song before you ad-lib it I pop up like

left the studio and it's about 2 in the morn' I just finished doin' a song Now I'm ready for sleep But first I want spaghetti to eat In this good Italian

This song here is dedicated to Danny Dan and may he rest in peace Who at his funeral left us with the words that He did it his way (Uh huh, uh huh) So

pop tunes And a fin for guided tours He could've been in Casablanca He stood in line out there all day Now he's spilling whiskey And learning songs about

with the tounge so if u feelin froggy leap Kermit you better think before you ribbit Don't be murdered over your song before add libit I pop up like exzibit

left the studio, and it's about 2 in the morn' I just finished doin a song Now I'm ready for sleep But first I want spaghetti to eat In this good Italian

all smiling for the cameras, walking softly, talking loud Martha, she still makes those biscuits greasy, fluffy and proud You got your French croissant and all that Italian pastry-chef voodoo You just pop

fly with the tounge so if u feelin froggy leap Kermit you better think before you ribbit Don't be murdered over your song before add libit I pop up like

with the tounge so if u feelin froggy leap Kermit you better think before you ribbit Don't be murdered over your song before add libit I pop up like exzibit