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Baciagaloop

 

Baciagaloop


Baciagaloop and Maria
Are keeping company-a
He comes around to see her every night
When he wants to make the woo
There's a place he takes her too
You can see them when the moon is shining bright

Baciagaloop
Makes love on the stoop
'Cos Maria has a big-a family-a
Baciagaloop
Makes love on the stoop
On the step
He's full of the pep
With his Maria

While her mama's in the kitchen
Her sister's in the hall
Her brother's in the parlour
There ain't no room at all

So Baciagaloop
Makes love on the stoop
It's the only place that he can be alone

The waitress Angelina
With her he used to neck
But every time he kissed her
She'd put it on the check

Baciagaloop
Makes love on the stoop
It's the only place where he can be alone

You've heard of Josephina
Who made the neighbours yell
Baci was the fella
Who made her push the bell

Baciagaloop
Makes love on the stoop
It's the only place where he can be alone

He had a girl Felicia
She always told him no
Maria she capisce
But they got no place to go

Baciagaloop
Makes love on the stoop
It's the only place where he can be alone

And now that they are married
You'd think he'd do okay
But seventeen bambinos
Are always in the way

They're in the attic
And the study
The parlour, the [?], and the hall

Now Maria's rolly-polly
From too much ravioli
And things are getting mighty tough
The stoop ain't big enough

Baciagaloop will have to build a bigger stoop
'Cos it's the only place where he can be alone

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