Che bambola [English translation]

[Whistle]

What a doll!

I was in the street at about one thirty three

the other night while I was leaving from my usual café

when I crossed a nice mammal, size 103.

[Whistle]

What a doll!

She filled a beautiful dress of magnificent lamé.

She was a heap of curves like there is none in this world.

What a show, the legs! A wonder, believe me!

[Whistle]

What a doll!

“Hey, hey, hey” I call to her, “baby!

Come on, come on, come on, don't be stupid!

You know, you know, you know, I am fickle,

if you don't kiss me right away you’ll miss an occasion”.

She turns around, then she looks me up and down

as if I was a tramp

then she squares off

like Rocky,1the great champion.

She feints with her right and with the left

she sticks to a lamppost.

[Whistle]

What a swing!

(Orchestra)

She, she, she, very frightened,

then and there becomes pale.

Then, then, then, very alarmed,

she hugs me to hold me up,

she pities me.

You know how it is, I think about it and then I decide that it’s OK with me.

I still pretend to be fainted, she falls for it and, you know what she does?

Imploring me and crying she gives me a nice kiss!

[Whistle]

What a doll!

1. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rocky_Marciano