Luigi (Album Version) - Louis Prima Keely Smith

There's a fella named Luigi

He comes from Italy

I wanna be like Luigi 'cause he's always got money

With a book in his pocket

A pencil in his hand

Luigi's got-a the bees-a-knees that I no understand

He stand-a on the corner

I think-a he waste his time

People come up to him and say

Number five-a for-a dime

Hey Luigi Whadda you do

Hey Luigi teach-a me too

When you come here you no can count

Now you make-a the money by the big amount

With Luigi things are cookin' he dress-a like a dude

He's-a no what you call good lookin'

Hut he sure is a lookin' dude

Hello Hello Luigi

The pretty girls all say he's no Giovan Amici

But still he's a do okay

On every one of the fingers

He flash-a the big-a jewel

Now he can buy the caviar

He's through with pasta fazool

Hey Luigi

Hey Luigi whadda you do whadda you do

Hey Luigi

Hey Luigi teach-a me too

When you come here you big-a bum

Now you make-a the money by the big-a sum

Now a funny thing-a happen

It happened yesterday

The police-a-man he come and take Luigi far away

Goodbye goodbye Luigi

I no like to see you go

I know just how you feeling

But I make-a the dough

Don't you worry Luigi

I call-a you on the phone

I'll take over the numbers

While you crack-a the big stone

Hey Luigi I'm-a no fool

Hey Luigi Ah you wretched troll

I take-a the numbers

But notlike you think

I'm-a the policeman who put you in the clink

My dear paisano's

I'm telling you don't be like Luigi

Ur the police-a-man will get you too