Agita

D#dim7 G Agi- ta, my cumpà in the panzon C When I eat he gets a treat like a canzon Fm Cm He enjoys every meal, every bite that I steal G | Cm | % | % | Agita, my cumpà in the panzon Cm Some people like their pizza G Some people like a soffritt G And others like hot pepper Cm On everything they eat Cm You hunger with a vuole C Fm To taste some baccala Fm Cm And all of once you think G Cm | % | Dm | "Well, I answer to cumpà" Dm My lovely, lovely woman A I hate to see her cry A But when I start to mangia Dm I get the evil eye Dm My vuole's getting stronger D Gm Ah, to hell with my cumpà Gm Dm Then I get it from my woman A Dm Che te pozzan' schiattà Ddim7 A Agi- ta, my cumpà in the panzon D When I eat he gets a treat like a canzon Gm Dm He enjoys every meal, every bite that I steal A Dm | Dm | % | Agita, my cumpà in the panzon Dm The tasty veal and peppers A With linguine by the side A I know it gets confusing Dm You just cannot decide Dm But if you cross your cumpà D Gm There is not a place to hide Gm Dm So think about la banza A Dm With that little man inside Ddim7 A Agi- ta, my cumpà in the panzon D When I eat he gets a treat like a gonzo Gm Dm He enjoys every meal, every bite that I steal A7 Dm Agita, my cumpà in the panzon A7 Dm Dm Agita, my cumpà in the panzon