Agita, my goombah in the panzon When I eat he gets a treat like a canzon He enjoys every meal, every bite that I steal Agita, my cumpà in the panzon
Some people like their pizza Some people like a soffritt And others like hot pepper On everything they eat You hunger with a vuole To taste some baccalà And all of once you think "Well, I answer to cumpà"
My lovely, lovely woman I hate to see her cry But when I start to mangia I get the evil eye My vuole's getting stronger Ah, to hell with my cumpà Then I get it from my woman Che te pozzan' schiattà
Agita, my goombah in the panzon When I eat he gets a treat like a canzon He enjoys every meal, every bite that I steal Agita, my cumpà in the panzon
The tasty smelling peppers With linguin' by the side I know it gets confusing You just cannot decide But if you cross your cumpà There is not a place to hide So think about la panza With that little man inside
Agita, my goombah in the panzon When I eat he gets a treat like a canzon He enjoys every meal, every bite that I steal Agita, my cumpà in the panzon Agita, my cumpà in the panzon