Belmont Avenue歌词
添加日期：2024-02-04 时长：05分15秒 歌手：Bobby Conte Thornton
CALOGERO: (speaking) It's 3AM in the Bronx, New York.
I'm on the corner of 187th and Belmont Avenue.
This was my neighborhood.
I can still hear a million voices in my head.
Hear a million stories.
CALOGERO: This is a Bronx Tale.
And it's my story.
The world I lived in.
The people I knew.
It's just a Bronx Tale.
And, like they all do,
It starts right here on Belmont Avenue.
I can hear the church-bells and smell the freshly baked bread. (Ah-oo)
See the storefront awnings. The neon green, white and red. (Ah-oo)
Cannolis on tray after tray,
Salamis strung up on display.
And Italians are all that you see!
COMPANY: Yeah, yeah! And the sidewalk's swinin'!
Yeah, yeah! And the girls are singin' shoop shoop!
CALOGERO: As they pass my stoop.
And the pushcart peddlers,
They hawk their wares door to door! (PHIL: (hawking) Pesce fresca! Pesce fresca!)
CALOGERO: While the jukebox jockeys dance in the candy store
GUYS: Ba Da Da, Ba Ba Ba Dada!
GUYS AND GIRLS: Ba Da Da, Ba Ba Ba Dada!
CALOGERO: Grandmas callin' across (GRANDMA (calling): Cia, bambini!)
While stirring the Sunday sauce (DOO-WOP GROUP: Ciao, Nonna!)
And in the middle, was me!
MEN AND DOO-WOP GROUP: Oh, oh. And the street starts sighin'
MEN AND WOMEN: Whoa, whoa When the girls strut by in a group.
C'mon, c'mon
CALOGERO: Strut right past my stoop!
MEN: Stickball, kick the can
WOMEN: Orchard beach in the sand
MEN: Find a girl and cop a feel.
Brylcreem, wet dream.
Bring her home and close the deal.
WOMEN: No, no, no.
No, no, no.
No, no, no.
DOO-WOP GROUP:
Next year's Frankie Valli’s
Croonin' in the alleys,
Getting those falsettos to soar!
MEN: While the carmelie sisters
Scream at the transistors
Ev'ry time the bombers score!
MEL ALLEN (on radio): That ball is going, going, it is gone!
ALL: Hangin' with the crew (On the stoop, on the stoop, the stoop)
ALL: On Belmont Avenue! (On the stoop, on the stoop, the stoop)
ALL: Gotta love the view! (On the stoop, on the stoop, the stoop)
CALOGERO AND DOO-WOP GROUP: Belmont Avenue
ALL: And on the sultry summer nights,
Man, the corner would rock!
The romance, the laughs, the fights.
The universe on one little block!
WOMEN: Ay-oh! (MEN: Everybody!)
WOMEN: Everywhere
MEN: Everywhere I go!
CALOGERO AND WISE GUYS: Belmont Avenue! (Yeah, yeah! And the noise is growin')
Hangin' with my crew! (Yeah, yeah! And the boys are goin' shoop shoop)
Gotta love the view!
ALL: Belmont Avenue!
Woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh
CALOGERO (speaking): And then there was Sonny.
He was the number one man in the neighborhood.
All day and all night, he'd be right here on the corner.
He would stand here noddin’ his head to all the old ladies goin' by with their shopping,
And they treated him like a god.
And in my neighborhood, he was a god.
I couldn't take my eyes off him.
But he never ever looked at me.
Never. Until one day.
I was nine years old.
This is a Bronx Tale
And it's my story.
The one that shattered the world that I knew.
Here's how it happened.
And all of it's true.
It starts right here,
On Belmont Avenue.编辑于2024/02/04更新
I'm on the corner of 187th and Belmont Avenue.
This was my neighborhood.
I can still hear a million voices in my head.
Hear a million stories.
CALOGERO: This is a Bronx Tale.
And it's my story.
The world I lived in.
The people I knew.
It's just a Bronx Tale.
And, like they all do,
It starts right here on Belmont Avenue.
I can hear the church-bells and smell the freshly baked bread. (Ah-oo)
See the storefront awnings. The neon green, white and red. (Ah-oo)
Cannolis on tray after tray,
Salamis strung up on display.
And Italians are all that you see!
COMPANY: Yeah, yeah! And the sidewalk's swinin'!
Yeah, yeah! And the girls are singin' shoop shoop!
CALOGERO: As they pass my stoop.
And the pushcart peddlers,
They hawk their wares door to door! (PHIL: (hawking) Pesce fresca! Pesce fresca!)
CALOGERO: While the jukebox jockeys dance in the candy store
GUYS: Ba Da Da, Ba Ba Ba Dada!
GUYS AND GIRLS: Ba Da Da, Ba Ba Ba Dada!
CALOGERO: Grandmas callin' across (GRANDMA (calling): Cia, bambini!)
While stirring the Sunday sauce (DOO-WOP GROUP: Ciao, Nonna!)
And in the middle, was me!
MEN AND DOO-WOP GROUP: Oh, oh. And the street starts sighin'
MEN AND WOMEN: Whoa, whoa When the girls strut by in a group.
C'mon, c'mon
CALOGERO: Strut right past my stoop!
MEN: Stickball, kick the can
WOMEN: Orchard beach in the sand
MEN: Find a girl and cop a feel.
Brylcreem, wet dream.
Bring her home and close the deal.
WOMEN: No, no, no.
No, no, no.
No, no, no.
DOO-WOP GROUP:
Next year's Frankie Valli’s
Croonin' in the alleys,
Getting those falsettos to soar!
MEN: While the carmelie sisters
Scream at the transistors
Ev'ry time the bombers score!
MEL ALLEN (on radio): That ball is going, going, it is gone!
ALL: Hangin' with the crew (On the stoop, on the stoop, the stoop)
ALL: On Belmont Avenue! (On the stoop, on the stoop, the stoop)
ALL: Gotta love the view! (On the stoop, on the stoop, the stoop)
CALOGERO AND DOO-WOP GROUP: Belmont Avenue
ALL: And on the sultry summer nights,
Man, the corner would rock!
The romance, the laughs, the fights.
The universe on one little block!
WOMEN: Ay-oh! (MEN: Everybody!)
WOMEN: Everywhere
MEN: Everywhere I go!
CALOGERO AND WISE GUYS: Belmont Avenue! (Yeah, yeah! And the noise is growin')
Hangin' with my crew! (Yeah, yeah! And the boys are goin' shoop shoop)
Gotta love the view!
ALL: Belmont Avenue!
Woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh
CALOGERO (speaking): And then there was Sonny.
He was the number one man in the neighborhood.
All day and all night, he'd be right here on the corner.
He would stand here noddin’ his head to all the old ladies goin' by with their shopping,
And they treated him like a god.
And in my neighborhood, he was a god.
I couldn't take my eyes off him.
But he never ever looked at me.
Never. Until one day.
I was nine years old.
This is a Bronx Tale
And it's my story.
The one that shattered the world that I knew.
Here's how it happened.
And all of it's true.
It starts right here,
On Belmont Avenue.编辑于2024/02/04更新
