Alvin & The Chipmunks – Oh Gondaliero Lyrics

Well, boys
Here we are in beautiful Italy
This is the city of Venice
The city of romance and singing
A city filled with gondolas and the most beaut-

Yeah
And look at all those boats
Alvin, a gondola is a boat
Hey, let’s take a gondola ride
Yeah
In a boat

How about it, Dave?
Okay, fellas
Good idea
And we’ll ask the gondolier to-
What’s a gondolier?

Dave:
Well, a gondo-
Well, ugh… ah, Alvin
You see the man with the big mustache?
He’s a gondolier
Come on
Let’s get into his boat and maybe he’ll sing

Gondolier:
‘O sole mio
Sta ‘nfronte a te!
‘O sole mio
La, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la

Hey, you mouse
Pipe down!
I’m singing
Mouse, mouse!
I’m Alvin the chipmunk

Ma-chipmunk a-shmipmunk a-silencio
Now be quiet, will you
I’m singing
Alvin, will you please sit down
And will you please let the gondolier sing
Okay, okay

‘O sole mio
Sta ‘nfronte a te!
‘O sole mio
Sta ‘nfronte a te!

Alvin:
Mouse
I’ll show him mouse
‘O sole, ‘o sole mio
Sta ‘nfronte a te!

I’ll pull his mustache
Sta ‘nfronte a te!
How you like that a-little mooses?

We’re not mooses
We’re chipmunks
Can’t ya get that straight at all?
Listen will ya

Oh, gondaliero
We are not mice
We’re singing chipmunks
We told you twice
We think you country’s nice
So, gondaliero
Don’t call us mice

Gondolier:
Why if I no a-hear I no believe-a
Three singing a-moosousies

We’re not moosousies
CHIPMUNKS!
Yeah, Chipmunks
Can’t ya understand?

Boys… boy…
Fellas, please sit down and stop arguing
Now let’s all try to get along
Now Mr. Gondalier
Would you let the boys sing along with you?

Ma shoes
That’s okay
Let’s a-go

‘O sole mio
Sta ‘nfronte a te!
‘O sole mio
Sta ‘nfronte a te!
‘O sole, ‘o sole mio

Ha ha ha ha ha
Ma when I telling my kids
I’ve a-been singing with three moosouses

We’re not mesousies
And we’re not moosousies
And we’re not mooses
Or mices
Ah, we’re chipmunks
Can’t ya get that straight

Boys, boys please sit down
I think the boat is beginning to sink, fella-
Ugh Mr. Gondolier
Would you please take this back to land
Lis-
Fellas, don’t, don’t argue anymore

Now, Mr Gondolier
Don’t b-bu-
I’m sorry
Back to shore
Sink
I think we’re

Mr. Gondo-
Ugh, b-
Fellas, don’t argue
I’m sorry
I’m sorry

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