Pippo Non Lo Sa
Rita Pavone
Pippo Doesn't Know
But Pippo, Pippo doesn't know
That when he walks by, the whole town laughs
And the girls,
From the windows,
They make a thousand little flirty moves.
But he, with great seriousness
Greets everyone, bows, and walks away.
He thinks he's handsome
Like a Greek god
And hops around like a chicken.
Over his coat, he wears a jacket
And over his vest, a shirt.
On his shoes, he wears socks,
He doesn't have a button
And with the laces, he holds up his pants.
But Pippo, Pippo doesn't know
And serious, serious, he walks through the town.
He thinks he's handsome
Like a Greek god
And hops around like a chicken.
And Pippo, Pippo doesn't know
That when he walks by, the whole town laughs
And the girls,
From the windows,
They make a thousand little flirty moves.
Over his coat, he wears a jacket
And over his vest, a shirt.
On his shoes, he wears socks,
He doesn't have a button
And with the laces, he holds up his pants.
But Pippo, Pippo doesn't know
And serious, serious, he walks through the town.
He thinks he's handsome
Like a Greek god
And hops around like a chicken.
He thinks he's handsome
Like a Greek god
And hops around like a chicken!
