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'
but 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 whadda you do?
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 num bers 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 not like 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 or the police- a- man will get you too