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ANGELINA / ZOOMA ZOOMA (Pablo Citorello / Doris Fisher / Louis Prima / Allan Roberts) Louis Prima - 1944 Also recorded by: Ray Gelato I eat antipasta twice just because she is so nice Angelina Angelina the waitress at the pizzeria I eat zuppa and minestrone just to be with her alone Angelina Angelina the waitress at the pizzeria Ti voglio bene Angelina I adore you Ti voglio bene Angelina I live for you E un passione You have set my heart on fire But Angelina never listens to my song I eat antipasta twice just because she is so nice Angelina Angelina the waitress at the pizzeria If she'll be a my cara mia then I'll join in matrimony with a girl who serves spumoni and Angelina will be mine C'e' la luna 'n mezzo 'u mare Mamma mia me maritari Figghia mia a cu te dari? Mamma mia pensaci tu Si ci dugnu li musicanti iddu va, iddu veni sempre lu strumento ne manu teni Si ci pigghia 'a fantasia lu strumento a figghia mia O mamma, zooma zooma baccala O mamma, zooma zooma baccala o mamma, zooma zooma baccala zooma zooma zooma zooma zooma baccala C'e' la luna 'n mezzo 'u mare Mamma mia me maritari Figghia mia a cu te dari? Mamma mia pensaci tu Si ci dugnu pisciaiolu iddu va, iddu veni sempre baccala ne manu teni Si ci pigghia 'a fantasia baccala a figghia mia O mamma... (Contributed by Irene - April 2003) (Corrected by Andy (Babylon) - August 2005) ***** Translation: The moon lies in the middle of the sea Oh mother, I've got to get married Daughter, who am I going to give you to? Mother, you think about it If I give you to the fisherman He goes, he comes, He's always holding his fish in his hands If the fancy ever takes him He'll "fish" you, my daughter refrain The moon lies in the middle of the sea Oh mother, I've got to get married Daughter, who am I going to give you to? Mother, you think about it If I give you to the gardener He goes, he comes He's always holding his "sword" in his hands If the fancy ever takes him He'll "sword" you, my daughter refrain The moon lies in the middle of the sea Oh mother, I've got to get married Daughter, who am I going to give you to? Mother, you think about it If I give you to the barber He comes, he goes He's always holding his "razor" in his hands If the fancy ever takes him He'll "razor" you, my daughter refrain The moon lies in the middle of the sea Oh mother, I've got to get married Daughter, who am I going to give you to? Mother, you think about it If I give you to the bricklayer He comes, he goes He's always holding his "trowel" in his hands If the fancy ever takes him He'll "trowel" you, my daughter refrain (Contributed by Pierre - April 2006) *****

    


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