Bocce Ball Songtext
von David Mead

At that high-rise on Avenue D they got cake and medicinal weed
And they′re always rolling that bocce, bocce, bocce ball Saul and Vito are feeling allright, not a day under 75
They'll be talking shit over bocce, bocce, bocce ball

I′m going down to relax, drink a beer from a bag
And get a little advice on things, you know
'Cause if there's no looking back I might as well take a drag and let ′em show me the way to take it slow


Vito says, "Man, the agita′s bad
From that eggplant parm that I had."
And he lifts his leg and yells Archie, Archie, Archibald
Solly asks if I'm feeling myself,
He says "Oy Vey, you look like hell."
I am schvitzing over that bocce, bocce, bocce ball

I′m going down to relax, drink a beer from a bag
And get a little advice on things, you know
'Cause if there′s no looking back I might as well take a drag and let 'em show me the way to take it slow

Vito says, "Saul, you′re taking your time."
Saul says, "Up yours, you Guinea, I'm fine."
And he's bending over that bocce, bocce, bocce ball
Now the sun sets on Avenue D
And those boys gotta go in and eat
They said, "Take care, kid, you can come back any time you want."
And I can′t stop thinking ′bout bocce, bocce, bocce ball