Lyrics:

Hello, I'ma Guiseppi, I gottta something speciala for you, Ready, uno, duo, tres, quatroWhen I was a boy just abouta f
iftha grade, Mama used to say don'ta stay out alateWith the badda boys, always shoota pool, Guiseppi goin-ta flunka schoolBo
y it make-a me sick, everyting I gotta doI can'ta getta no kicks, always gotta follow rulesBoy it make-a me sick, just to mak
e-a lousy bucksGotta a feela like a foolAnd the mama used to say all the time, What'sa matter you, hey, gotta no respectWha
tta you tink you do, why you looka so sadItsa not so bad, Itsa nice-a place, Ahh shaddupa you faceThat'sa my mama, can you r
emember, big accordian soloAh-hah, play that thing, really nice, really niceBut soona come a day, gonna be-a bigga starThen
na make a TV shows and the movies, Getta myself a new carBut still I be myself, I don'ta wanta to change a ting, Stilla dance
anda singAnd think about the mama, she used to sayWhat'sa matter you, hey, gotta no respectWhatta you tink you do, why you
looka so sadItsa not so bad, Itsa nice-a place, Ahh shaddupa you faceMama she said it alla da time, What'sa matter you, hey,
gotta no respectWhatta you think you do, why you looka so sadItsa not so bad, Itsa nice-a place, Ahh shaddupa you face, That
sa my mamaHello everybody, outs-outta dere in a-radio and a-TV landDid you know I hadda bigga hitta song in Italy with-a dis
, Shaddupa you faceI singa dissa song, alla my fans applaude, they clappa dere handsThat make-a me-a feel so goodYou oughta
learna dissa song, itsa realla simpleSee, I sing, 'What'sa matta you', You sing, 'Hey', then I singa the restAnd then at the
end we can alla sing 'Ah shaddupa you face', OK let'sa try i