Well, the world seems to shine Baby, just like you had a little too much wineWell, let me tell you, that's amoreNow, listen, you hip cats, well, that bells will ringTing-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-lingOh, now we all sing vita belleWhen your hearts will play tip-a-tip-a-tayOh, you hip cats and your hip sisters and brothersJust like a tarantellaNow, listen to me, when the stars make you droolJust like a crazy pasta fazoolWell, I guess that's amoreNow, listen, you dig this, now dig this, now dig thisNow, when the stars dance down the streetWith a cloud at your feetWell, I guess, medically speaking, you're in loveNow, you lotus hats, when you walk in a dreamBut you know for sure that you're not dreaming, signoreWell, you hip cats and lotus hats, when you, excuse me, but you seeBack in old Napoli, well, that's amoreWell, I guess, medically speaking, you're in loveWell, when the stars tell you you're in loveBack in old Napoli, well, that's amoreWell, you hip cats and lotus hats, when you, excuse me, but you seeWell, you crazy hipsters, you cool catsDig what's going on hereNow when the moon, it hits your eyeJust like a big, flippy, flippy pizza pieThat's amoreNow when the whole world, it seems to shineWhen you dance down the streetWith a cloud at your feetWell, let me tell you, you hip catYou must be in loveOhExcuse me, but you seeBack in old NapoliThat's amoreI told you so