Volare Lyrics

Volare lyrics



I haven't seen a Pier Six brawl so far inland. That broad put Geoffrey to the
floor with the back of her hand, first time I ever saw a woman hit a man. And
then she started coming after me! Somebody call a cop! This crazy goddamned
broad, she won't stop. She's acting like Jerry Lewis on too much cough
medicine. So I'm cashing in from playing gin. What's the use of taking nickels
from WWI veterans? Back off dealer with what ever ya peddling. You dont know
the struggle. I had ta bust my knuckles to become Mister Wonderful. The slow
horses, the drinking and divorces. I fell like the sun over the mountain,
dancing in front of an ice sculpture fountain with the water changing colors
while its spouting. On this Las Vegas, Nev. outing we're like kids in a candy
store. Let the dames roll in and let the Martini's pour.Kicking like the
Rockettes coming around the stretch. I swear on this 14 Karat gold star of
David on my chest. Blessed with this gift, relaxing back like the captain of
this ship. I went from onion sandwiches to steak tips. Passin out in the Motor
Inn on gin, waking up in the Ritz! My police radio's on the fritz. Honey get
your tits over the stove and make me some pork chops and grits. I like it when
the mashed potatoes and the other vegetables mix. Stay hungry, poverty to
luxury, I never let shit fuck with me. I got sick from eating the plastic
baloney package. I'm looking for God, but I lost his address. How do you get to
the Sands, man? It takes practice, practice, to obtain superstar status. When
I'm not working on my triple bypass, Shit I'm hittin on chicks with the body
like an hourglass.