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11-07-2006, 12:00 PM
WHAT'S AMORE?
When the moon hits your eye
Like a big pizza pie
That's amore
When an eel bites your hand
And that's not what you planned
That's a moray
When our habits are strange
And our customs deranged
That's our mores
When your horse munches straw
And the bales total four
That's some more hay
When the moon hits your eye
Like a big pizza pie
That's amore
When an eel bites your hand
And that's not what you planned
That's a moray
When our habits are strange
And our customs deranged
That's our mores
When your horse munches straw
And the bales total four
That's some more hay