When it’s night-time in Italy
It’s Wednesday over here
Oh the onions in Sicily
Make people cry in California
How high is up
I’d like to know
How low is down
And when will we have snow
If you talk to an Eskimo
His breath will freeze your ears
When it’s night-time in Italy
It’s Wednesday over here
When it’s night-time in Italy
It’s Wednesday over here
When it’s wash-day in Picardy
They’re eating ice-cream cones in Georgia
Sixteen and four
Makes thirty-one
Take eight from five
And your day’s work is done
There are people who hesitate
But corned beef make them cheer
When it’s night-time in Italy
It’s Wednesday over here
When it’s night-time in Italy
It’s Wednesday over here
When it’s Christmas in Albany
They’re catching fish in Scandinavia
That’s right, you’re wrong
You’re wrong, that’s right
Though the days are long
It’s always cool at night
If you can’t play a piccolo
The holidays are near
When it’s night-time in Italy
It’s Wednesday over here
When it’s night-time in Italy
It’s Wednesday over here
When they’re dancing in Omaha
The girls don’t wear no tights in Jersey
My brother Lou
Likes oysters too
Magazines are read
But China cup is blue
Should you order some ham ‘n eggs
By the time that they appear
It’ll be night-time in Italy
And Wednesday over here