Текст песни Vic Mignogna - Italian Boys

[Talking]

Grandma: Okay, my lil Victor, I'm so glad you're here! How's come you so skinny? Don't you like Grandma's pasta fazole? Spaghetti? Meatballs? Come on Victor, manja, you get big!

In1967
It was told to me (Grandma: I want you to be a strong boy when you get big! )
That I'm an honored member of the greatest nationality
(His Grandma said)
[Talking]
Grandma: Tu bei lineamenti Italiano, [probrother?] gene Lavoro lavare, portare nama nigase
I never learned the language
But translated she said

[Chorus]

Italian boys!
They've got the looks
They've got the smarts
Italian boys!
They know romance
They've got sensitive hearts
Italian boys!
And can they cook
Let me lay something on ya
Nobody makes any better lasagna
Eat some pizza
Make some noise
And be proud that you are one of the Italian boys

[Talking]

Grandma: Come on, open up, open up, Victor! Open up, 'at a boy, Victor!

She would cook the pasta
I would stir the sauce (Grandma: You're gonna remember Grandma Mignogna, what's Grandma tells you)
Get the homemade dressing
Don't forget there's salad yet to toss
(His Grandma said)
[Talking]
Grandma: You know, Victor? Dandy mea Italia, ariva qui dei cent'anni Evacuazione tu a Americano nonch