English
is very good.
I'm an Italian, stallion, Casanova guy.
I'm from the real Venice, baby.
But this is nice, too.
All I need,
that's amore,
and I need it from you.
Yeah.
My name is Choccho, like Choccho Armani.
Hey, how you doing?
How you doing, honey?
I am greasy, squeezy, sleazy.
I take it easy.
I kiss on the cheek, cheesy.
My god.
Ooh,
Italian boys in LA.
I really don't know what to say.
I really don't know what to say.
I
really don't know what to say.
I really wish it go away.
I'm a guido deco.
My home is fantastic.
The furniture's wrapped in plastic.
Tomatoes, plants in the backyard.
Classic.
I'm about to rock these songs.
What the *?
Here's to Mr. Bombastic.
I like Pino,
Mike Marino,
Il Padrino,
Ferrari,
Maserati,
pasta,
pizza,
mandolino.
I'm a salary guy.
Want you, baby, give me a try?
Capisce?
You understand?
Like Tony Soprano, I talk with my hands.
I got it.
Forget about it.
And if you don't know it, * your mother.
Partirò.
Lasciatemi cantare.
And if my mama likes you,
then she can cook for you,
too.
Spaghetti, macaroni, la pizza e tiramisù.
Ooh,
Italian boys in LA.
I really don't know what to say.
I really don't know what to say.
Ciao, bellissima!
What the hell?
I really don't know what to say.
Hey, America!
No.
I really don't know what to say.
I love you!
I really wish you'd go away.
Um, no.
Show Bella, America, I love you!
That's a model,
baby.
Show me California love.
LA,
LA,
surfing USA.
Like a pizza burger,
baby, you and me.
I really don't know what to say.