I'll Take You Back to Italy

I lik-a you, Marie
I lik-a you, Tony
We gonna mak-a marriage soon
Mak-a da nice-a honeymoon
After I marry you
What are you gonna do?
I’ll tak-a you back with me Back to sunny Italy
That’s where I would like to be In the old country
Across the sea
No more you make the organ grind
I leave the org’behind
I’ll cook spaghetti
That’s very good, Eddie
The nice Italian kind
We’ll raise-a da family
They will look like you and me How many we have, Marie?
One, two or three
Plenty enough for me What will we do with the monk'? They’ll never let him pass
We’ll give the monk to Missus Vernon Cas'
And sail back to sunny Italy
We’ll have a little wop
Someone to call you «pop»
He’ll look-a like his daddy did
Gee! but he’ll be a homely kid
We’ll call-a him Tony
Maybe he’ll be a she!
We’ll tell-a da family
They must never cross the sea
The money in this country
Is not so free
As it’s supposed to be We’ll say the barber shop business, it never pays
Ev’ryone here, they use the safety raz'
So we came to sunny Italy