In italy, down naples way,
When boys and girls come out to play,
They take a boat across the bay,
To do the Napolitano Mambo (Ooh.)
To do the Napolitano Mambo (Ooh.)

They dance in cafés to guitars,
They laugh and sing beneath the stars,
And keep awake their grand papas...
When they do the Napolitano Mambo (Ooh.)
When they do the Napolitano Mambo