Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a young man with us this evening who just came from Italy
His name is Gioanaderi Druzibutz
He's gotta story to tell you
(Sung) I just came to the USA
I find me a gal who likes to play
Well, I'm no fool
I like to play too
I gotta bigga love for Rosa
I no got to looks
I no gotta brains
I no gotta cash
She never complains
'Cause Rosa, she knows
I gotta what counts
I gotta bigga love for Rosa
People will tell my Rosa
I'm a bigga perdente
But when I kiss a my Rosa
She no hear them for one a whole week
I'm a know about a birds
I'm a know about a bees
I'm a know a to wit
You have to please
She say I'm a please
I guess I'm a win
I gotta bigga love for Rosa
Gotta bigga, he gotta bigga, he gotta bigga, he gotta bigga
He gotta bigga love for Rosa
Gotta bigga, he gotta bigga, he gotta bigga, he gotta bigga
Gotta bigga, he gotta bigga, he gotta bigga, he gotta bigga
Gotta bigga, he gotta bigga, he gotta bigga, he gotta bigga
He gotta bigga a love for Rosa
The people no like my polka dot tie
My pinstripe suit my pants are too high
But Rosa no see I squeeze a too tight
I gotta bigga love for Rosa
Her other boyfriends they all gotta 'cause
Give a expensive gifts, I give candy vase
But Rosa, she knows what I giva's best
I gotta bigga love for Rosa
'Cause she is a fatso, don't think I'm a fool
Where can I get so much a loveness
With such wonderful pasta fazool
She makes me spaghetti with a bigga a meatball
She makes me lasagna, the best of braciole
She made a pizza pie that's when a I'm full
I gotta bigga a love for Rosa
Gotta bigga, he gotta bigga, he gotta bigga, he gotta bigga
He gotta bigga a love for Rosa
I gotta bigga a love for Rosa