Mamma, Mamma Robert Weede

[TONY, spoken]
Ah, when I'm-a look on-a my beautiful wife, I'm-a so happy I think I'm-a gonna bust. I'm-a no one know why I'm-a so lucky fella. Hey. 

(sung)
Mamma, Mamma, up in heaven
How you like my girl?
How you like the simpatica smile on the face
Mamma, the face?
Like-a the sun
She's-a light up my place

Mamma, Mamma, up in heaven
How you like you dumb, funny-lookin' boy?
He was-a wait so long
He's-a find-a such-a joy
He's-a find-a such-a joy

In Palermo, Mamma
When I was a young man
In Palermo, Mamma
You was used to say:
"Bring home nice, young lady, Tony
Bring home nice, young lady"

Look, Mamma, she's-a here
She's-a here today
And I'm-a feel-a so young
And I'm-a feel-a so strong
And I'm-a feel-a so smart!
Ha, ha, ha, tell-a me
Mamma, Mamma, up in heaven
How you like-a my sweetheart?
How you like-a my sweetheart?