Uno, Due, Tre, Quattro!

When I was a boy just about the eighth-ah grade
Mama used to say "don't stay out-a late
with the bad-ah boys
Always shoot-ah pool Giuseppe
going to flunk-ah school!"
That's ah my mamma, talk all the time

Boy it make-ah me sick all the t'ing I gotta do
I can't-a get-ah no kicks, got to follow stupid rules
Boy it make-ah me sick, just to make-a lousy bucks
Got to feel-ah like a fool, that's a right
And-ah mama used to say all-ah time

What's-ah matter you? Hey! Gotta no respect?
What-ah you t'ink you do, why you look-ah so sad?
It's-ah not so bad, it's-a nice-ah place
Ah shaddap-ah you face!

That's my mamma.
BIG ACCORDION SOLO!



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