RED SAUCE NOIR

[Intro - muted trumpet, brushed drums, mandolin tremolo] [Verse 1] There’s a table in the corner, where the candle never dies, un bicchiere mezzo pieno, and a woman with old eyes. The waiter knows my sorrow, he don’t ask me where I’ve been, sotto ’a luna d’America, I wear Napoli on my skin. [Pre-Chorus] And the sauce is getting darker, and the night begins to sing, bella mia, don’t say nothing, leave the truth under the ring. [Chorus - male lead with soft male choir] Red sauce noir, cuore mio in the back of the car, red sauce noir, Napule sleeps but it knows who we are. Amore, peccato, a kiss and a scar, red sauce noir, red sauce noir. [Verse 2] There’s a saint above the register, with a cigarette glow, e ’o Vesuvio in televisione, under Jersey snow. She said, “Baby, sei perduto,” I said, “Honey, I was born,” with a prayer inside my pocket and my good shoes torn. [Bridge - sax solo, low choir hums] [Spoken croon] Don’t ask the moon for mercy. La luna fa finta ’e nun vedé. [Final Chorus - bigger brass] Red sauce noir, cuore mio in the back of the car, red sauce noir, Napule sleeps but it knows who we are. Amore, peccato, a kiss and a scar, red sauce noir, red sauce noir. [Outro - mandolin, vinyl crackle, distant trumpet]