That's Amoré (That's Love)

Written for: The Caddy (1953)
English lyric: Jack Brooks
French lyric: Louis Poterat
Italian lyric: Giacobetti-Calibi
Music: Harry Warren
Year: 1953
Original publisher: Paramount Music Corporation

Sheet music versions:

English lyric:

Verse:

In Napoli, where love is king,
When boy meets girl, here's what they sing:

Chorus:

When the moon hits your eye
Like a big pizza pie
That's amoré.
When the world seems to shine
Like you've had too much wine,
That's amoré.
Bells will ring,
Ting-a-ling-a-ling,
Ting-a-ling-a-ling;
And you'll sing, "Veeta Bella."
Hearts will play
Tippy-tippy-tay,
Tippy-tippy-tay,
Like a gay tarantella (lucky fella).
When the stars make you drool
Just like pasta fazool,
That's amoré.
When you dance down the street
With a cloud at your feet,
You're in love.
When you walk in a dream
But you know you're not dreaming
Signoré,
Scuzza me, but you see,
Back in old Napoli,
That's amoré.

French lyric:

"C'est L'Amoré"

Verse:

A Napoli, l'amour est roi,
Et les amants
N'ont qu'une loi;

Chorus 1:

Ce qui met en folie tous les cœurs d'Italie,
C'est l'amoré.
Mandoline su lointain carillons argentine,
C'est l'amoré.
Quelle est donc, digue digue don,
Digue digue don, la chanson la plus belle.
Si ce n'est tippi tippi tay,
Tippi tippi tay line gaie tarentelle?
Dans l'ardent bel canto si l'ténor chante faux,
C'est l'amoré.
C'est à cause de lui que l'pécheur de Capri n'a rien pris.
Plus grisant que l'asti quel est donc ce vertige,
Signoré.
Grace à qui Napoli, c'est le vrai paradis?
C'est l'amoré!

Chorus 2:

Ce qui met en folie tous les cœurs d'Italie,
C'est l'amoré.
Ce qui fait voltiger les parfums d'oranger,
C'est l'amoré.
Quelle est donc, digue digue don,
Digue digue don, la chanson la plus belle.
Si ce n'est tippi tippi tay,
Tippi tippi tay line gaie tarentelle?
Si, la belle au balcon vient cuimer ses trisons,
C'est l'amoré.
La Vésuve en grondant a pour lui des élans de volcan.
Si la lune pálit c'est qu'elle est amoureuse,
Signorá.
De ce beau Napoli, merveilleux paradis
De l'amoré.

Italian lyric:

"Questo È Amore"

Chorus:

Luna rossa lassù, mara_azzurro quag giù:
Questo_è_amore!
Pizze calde_e babà, vino_in gran quantità:
Questo_è_amore!
Quando poi suona_il mandolin,
"Dili-dili-din" canterai "Vita bella!"
Danzerai, "Tippe-tippe-ti,
Tippe-tippe-tà," una gran tarantella.
(Oh, che bella!)
Nel chiarore lunar tu vedrai Marechiar:
Questo_è_amore!
Se scugnizzi_e sciùscià fan baldoria qui_e là:
Questo_è_amor!
Ma se poi 'na guagliona dirà voglio darti_il mio cuore!
Scorda tutto_e comincia_a cantar: Questo_è_amor!
Questo_è_amore!


Movie version:

Verse:

In Napoli, where love is king,
When boy meets girl, here's what they sing:

Chorus 1:

(Dean Martin:) When the moon hits your eye
Like a big pizza pie
That's amoré.
When the world seems to shine
Like you've had too much wine,
That's amoré.
Bells will ring,
Ting-a-ling-a-ling,
Ting-a-ling-a-ling;
And you'll sing, "Veeta Bella."
Hearts will play
Tippy-tippy-tay,
Tippy-tippy-tay,
Like a gay tarantella
(Spoken:) Lucky fella.
(Sung:) When the stars make you drool
Just like pasta fazool,
That's amoré.
When you dance down the street
With a cloud at your feet,
You're in love.
When you walk in a dream
But you know you're not dreaming
Signorá,
Scuzza me, but you see,
Back in old Napoli,
That's amorá.

Chorus 2:

(Jerry Lewis:) If you still kiss your girl
After garlic and oil,
That's amoré?
(Martin:) That's amoré!
(Lewis:) If you call her your pet
Though she's shaped like spagett.
That's amoré?
(Martin:) That's amoré.
Bells will ring
(Lewis:) Ting-a-ling-a-ling,
Ting-a-ling-a-ling;
(Martin:) And you'll sing "Veeta Bella."
(Lewis:) "Veeta Bel, Veeta Bella."
(Martin:) Hearts will play
(Lewis:) Tippy-tippy-tay,
Tippy-tippy-tay,
(Martin:) Like a gay tarantella.
(Lewis:) Tarantella.
(Martin:) When the stars make you drool
Just like pasta fazool,
That's amoré.
(Lewis:) That's amoré.
(Martin:) When you dance down the street
With a cloud at your feet,
You're in love.
(Lewis:) You're in love.
(Martin:) When you walk in a dream
But you know you're not dreaming,
(Lewis:) Signoré.
(Martin:) Scuzza me, but you see,
Back in old Napoli,
(Both:) That's amoré!

Chorus 3:

(All:) When the moon hits your eye
Like a big pizza pie
(Martin:) That's amoré.
(All:) That's amoré!
When the world seems to shine
Like you've had too much wine,
(Martin:) That's amoré.
(All:) That's amoré!
(Martin:) When you walk in a dream
But you know you're not dreaming
(Joseph Calleia:) Hey, signoré,
Scuzza me, but you see,
(All:) Back in old Napoli,
That's amoré.
(Martin:) Signoré.
(All:) That's amoré.