The Man Who Plays The Mandolino - Dean Martin
With his little mandolino
And a twinkle in his eye
Senorinas he can win
Always for another guy
Italians love to sip a cup of cappuccino
And listen to the man who plays the mandolino
You offer him a cigarette a glass of wine
That`s how he`s paid to serenade your lady fair
With his little mandolino
And a twinkle in his eye
Senorinas he can win
Always for another guy
He seems like such a happy man
The man who plays the mandolino
He sings a song of sweet romance
For all the lovers as they dance
But all he`s holding in his arms
Is just a little mandolino
He has no woman of his own
So every night he walks alone
With his little mandolino
And a twinkle in his eye
Senorinas he can win
Always for another guy
(And while he`s strumming songs of love
The man who plays the mandolino)
(His eyes are always looking for a senorina to adore)
He drinks a toast to his true love
Each time he lifts a glass of vino
And so until that lucky day he looks
For her along the way
With his little mandolino
And a twinkle in his eye
Senorinas he can win
Always for another guy
The man who plays the mandolino