The mafia was once all Italian,
They didn\'t ride Italian bicycles either,
Not like myself who won\'t have it any other way,
But Italian,
German led diodes with Italian grow glasses,
Mason jars from Italy,
Porcino from the forest,
Baskets from Duluth,
But An Italian bike to get me there,
Their spaghetti would be proud,
The Granma\'s are cheering,
For the porcino