Songtext Shaddup your face Joe Dolce

Shaddup your face

Ah-lo, I'm-a Guisppe I got-a something special-a for you
Ready, uno, two, tray, quatro
When I was a boy just about-a eighth-a grade
Mama used to say don't-a stay out-a late
With the bad-a boys, always shoot-a pool,
Guiseppe gonna flunk-a school
Boy, it make-a me sick, one thing I gotta do
I can't-a git-a no kicks, always got to follow rules
Boy, it make-a me sick just to make the lousy bucks
Got to feel like a fool --And the mama used to say alla timeWhat's-a matta you, hey, got-a no respect
What do you tink you do, why you look-a so sadIt's-a not so bad, it's-a nice place
Ah, shaddup-a you face --That's-a my mama, can-a remember(
Big accordion solo)
Soon-a come a day, gonna be a big-a star
Then-a make-a TV shows and the movies, get-a myself a brand new car
But, Still I be myself, I don't-a want to change a ting
Still-a dance and-a sing --I think about the mama, she used to say
Whats-a matta you, hey, got-a no respect
What do you tink you do, why you look-a so sadIt's-a not so bad, it's a nice-a place
Ah, shaddup-a you face
Hello, everybody at's out-a there in the radio and-a TV land
Did you know I had a big-a hit-a song in-a Italy wit dis?'Shaddup-a Your Face'I sing-a dis-a song, all of my friends applaud
They clap-a their hands, they make-a me feel-a so good
You ought to learn-a this-a song,It's-a real-a simple - see
I sing, 'What's-a matta you', you sing, 'Hey'Then I sing-a the rest and then at the end we can all sing,'Ah, shaddup-a you face'O.K., let's-a try it, real good now
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