Lyrics:

At that high-rise on Avenue D
They got cake and medicinal weed
And they're always rolling that
Bocce, bocce, bocce ball

Saul and Vito are feeling alright
Not a day under 75
They'll be talking shit over
Bocce, bocce, bocce ball

I'm going down to relax, drink a beer from a bag
And get a little advice on things you know
'Cause if there's no looking back I might as well take a drag
And let 'em show me the way to take it slow

Vito says, 'Man, the agita's bad
From that eggplant parm that I had'
And he lifts his leg and yells
Archie, Archie, Archibald

Solly asks if I'm feeling myself
He says 'Oy Vey, you look like hell'
I am schvitzing over that
Bocce, bocce, bocce ball

I'm going down to relax, drink a beer from a bag
And get a little advice on things, you know
'Cause if there's no looking back I might as well take a drag
And let 'em show me the way to take it slow

Vito says, 'Saul, you're taking your time'
Saul says, 'Up yours, you guinea, I'm fine'
And he's bending over that
Bocce, bocce, bocce ball

Now the sun sets on Avenue D
And those boys gotta go in and eat
They said, 'Take care, kid
You can come back any time you want'
And I can't stop thinking 'bout
Bocce, bocce, bocce ball