Who Stole my Provolone?
Spoken: Signori e signore, chist’è la
canzone d’o provolone (Ladies and gentlemen,
this is the Provolone
cheese song …)
I went to work this morning down at my grocery store
I got a funny feeling as I walked through the door
Oh how I started shaking for when I took a look
What had hung down from the ceiling was missing from the hooks
Who stole my provolone? Who’s got my great big cheese?
Who stole my provolone? Oh bring it right back please
I had it wrapped in ribbons, oh my, it looked so fine
It was a birthday present for that dear wife of mine
When I saw it was missing I called her on the phone
She cried and said go find it or don’t you dare come home
Who stole my provolone? Ma chi se l’ha piglia’? Oh,
who knows who took it?
They’re going to go eat it
My wife doesn’t want flowers, she’s mad, she wants to fight
If I don’t bring that cheese back, she’ll throw me out tonight
Who stole my provolone? Who’s got my great big cheese?
Who stole my provolone? Oh bring it right back please
Spoken: Hey Luigi, what happened to my provolone?
Managgia, chi se l’ha pigli’a chille provolone? Se
l’ha mangiat’ (Drat!...who took it,
who took my provolone! Somebody ate it…)