I took Felicia to Las Vegas, here’s my story,
she spent the weekend eating chicken cacciatore,
but when I said “I’d like to kiss ya”...
Felicia... non capisce...

The way she gambled at the tables wasn’t funny,
you should have seen the way she found to lose my money,
but when I said “I’d like to kiss ya”...
Felicia... non capisce...

She understood (she understood),
she heard me good (she heard me good),
when I said “Have some real imported cheese”.
But when I said (but when I said),
“Give me a squeeze” (“Give me a squeeze”),
you’d think that I was talking Japanese...
She never heard about the birds and bees...
While she was half [bad word]  half calabrese...

You gotta see the things I bought her,
I took her out and spent my money just like water,
but when I said “I’d like to kiss ya”...
Felicia... non capisce
(no she didn’t understand no she didn’t understand)

 [bad word] solo]

She heard me fine (she heard me fine),
when I said “Dine” (when I said “Dine”),
then she drank half a case of wine
but when I said (but when I said)
 [bad word] on let’s spoon” [bad word] on let’s spoon”)
you’d think that I was asking for the moon...
That chick was really as crazy as a loon...
She was half siciliana and what a baboon...

I tried to make her feel relaxed,
it costed me 97 dollars for the taxi,
but when I said “I’d like to kiss ya”...
Felicia... non capisce.
She said “Luigi... Let’s get married”
and Luigi.... non capisce!