Testi:
Martin Dean Best Of The Capitol Years

Money burns a hole in my pocket How I wish I had millions of dollars and nothing to do But just buy pretty presents for you Money burns a hole in my

Volare, oh oh Cantare, oh oh oh oh Let's fly way up to the clouds Away from the maddening crowds We can sing in the glow of a star that I know of Where

voo (Both) Relax, relax, relax, relax-ay-voo (Dean) You're as tight as a drum (Line) You're as gay as a tune (Dean) You better loosen up chum (Dean)

: (sweet, sweet memories you gave-a me you can't beat the memeories you gave-a me) Take one fresh and tender kiss Add one stolen night of bliss One

: Here we sit enjoying the shade Drink the drink that I have made Tell you why the day is sunny I'm in love with lips of honey Wait 'til you see the

: When the moon hits you eye like a big pizza pie That's amore When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine That's amore Bells will ring

: The naughty lady of shady lane had hit the town like a bomb The back fence gossips ain't been this good since Mabel ran off with Tom Our town was peaceful

voo (Both) Relax, relax, relax, relax-ay-voo (Dean) You're as tight as a drum (Line) You're as gay as a tune (Dean) You better loosen up chum (Dean)

: Cha cha cha d'amour Take this song to my lover Shoo shoo little bird Go and find my love Cha cha cha d'amour Serenade at her window Shoo shoo little