WHEN THE MOON HANGS LOW IN NAPOLI,
THERE'S A HANDSOME GONDOLIER.
EVERY NIGHT HE SINGS SO HAPPILY,
SO HIS LADY LOVE CAN HEAR.
IN A MANNER SO BRAVISSIMO,
HE REPEATS HIS SERENADE.
AND HIS HEART BEATS SO FORTISSIMO,
WHEN SHE RAISES HER VENETIAN SHADE.

CIRIBIRIBIN, CIRIBIRIBIN, CIRIBIRIBIN.

CIRIBIRIBIN, HE WAITS FOR HER EACH NIGHT
BENEATH HER BALCONY.
CIRIBIRIBIN, HE BEGS HER HOLD HER TIGHT,
BUT NO, SHE WON'T AGREE.
CIRIBIRIBIN, SHE THROWS A ROSE AND BLOWS
A KISS FROM UP ABOVE.
CIRIBIRIBIN, CIRIBIRIBIN, CIRIBIRIBIN,
THEY'RE SO IN LOVE.

A TRUMPET LEADS THE BAND REPLAYING THE
SONG IN THE STYLE OF HARRY JAMES.
MR. MONROE CLOSES WITH;
CIRIBIRIBIN, CIRIBIRIBIN, CIRIBIRIBIN,
THEY'RE SO IN LOVE.

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