Hello, I'ma Guiseppi, I gottta something speciala for you, Ready, uno, duo, tres, quatro

When I was a boy just abouta fiftha grade, Mama used to say don'ta stay out alate

With the badda boys, always shoota pool, Guiseppi goin-ta flunka school



Boy it make-a me sick, everyting I gotta do

I can'ta getta no kicks, always gotta follow rules

Boy it make-a me sick, just to make-a lousy bucks

Gotta a feela like a fool



And the mama used to say all the time, What'sa matter you, hey, gotta no respect

Whatta you tink you do, why you looka so sad

Itsa not so bad, Itsa nice-a place, Ahh shaddupa you face



That'sa my mama, can you remember, big accordian solo

Ah-hah, play that thing, really nice, really nice



But soona come a day, gonna be-a bigga star

Thenna make a TV shows and the movies, Getta myself a new car

But still I be myself, I don'ta wanta to change a ting, Stilla dance anda sing

And think about the mama, she used to say



What'sa matter you, hey, gotta no respect

Whatta you tink you do, why you looka so sad

Itsa not so bad, Itsa nice-a place, Ahh shaddupa you face



Mama she said it alla da time, What'sa matter you, hey, gotta no respect

Whatta you think you do, why you looka so sad

Itsa not so bad, Itsa nice-a place, Ahh shaddupa you face, Thatsa my mama



Hello everybody, outs-outta dere in a-radio and a-TV land

Did you know I hadda bigga hitta song in Italy with-a dis, Shaddupa you face

I singa dissa song, alla my fans applaude, they clappa dere hands

That make-a me-a feel so good

You oughta learna dissa song, itsa realla simple

See, I sing, "What'sa matta you", You sing, "Hey", then I singa the rest

And then at the end we can alla sing "Ah shaddupa you face", OK let'sa try i