Sippin' on moonshine in the dimly lit room
In Little Italy where the mob holds the gloom
The smell of cigars hangin' heavy in the air
We're livin' on the edge but we don't have a care
Oh the nights we spent in that speak-easy light
Sneakin' around stayin' out of sight
With the mafia boss pullin' all the strings
Those were the days of wild mischievous flings
The jukebox playin' old Italian tunes
As we dance on the floor underneath the moon
The police turn a blind eye they're on the take
Bribed with a wink and a smile no laws to break
Oh the nights we spent in that speak-easy light
Sneakin' around stayin' out of sight
With the mafia boss pullin' all the strings
Those were the days of wild mischievous flings
The memories linger like the taste of fine wine
Of laughter and danger intertwined
In the shadow of bootleggers and crooks
We made our own rules wrote our own books
Oh the nights we spent in that speak-easy light
Sneakin' around stayin' out of sight
With the mafia boss pullin' all the strings
Those were the days of wild mischievous flings
Now the speakeasy's gone just a memory in my mind
But the thrill of those nights will forever bind
To the streets of Little Italy where we used to roam
In the 1930s makin' this city our home
Oh the nights we spent in that speak-easy light
Sneakin' around stayin' out of sight
With the mafia boss pullin' all the strings
Those were the days of wild mischievous flings
Freddy Tönnesen - Midnight Mischief in Little Italy Lyrics
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Sippin' on moonshine in the dimly lit room
In Little Italy where the mob holds the gloom
The smell of cigars hangin' heavy in the air
We're livin' on the edge but we don't have a care
Oh the nights we spent in that speak-easy light
Sneakin' around stayin' out of sight
With the mafia boss pullin' all the strings
Those were the days of wild mischievous flings
The jukebox playin' old Italian tunes
As we dance on the floor underneath the moon
The police turn a blind eye they're on the take
Bribed with a wink and a smile no laws to break
Oh the nights we spent in that speak-easy light
Sneakin' around stayin' out of sight
With the mafia boss pullin' all the strings
Those were the days of wild mischievous flings
The memories linger like the taste of fine wine
Of laughter and danger intertwined
In the shadow of bootleggers and crooks
We made our own rules wrote our own books
Oh the nights we spent in that speak-easy light
Sneakin' around stayin' out of sight
With the mafia boss pullin' all the strings
Those were the days of wild mischievous flings
Now the speakeasy's gone just a memory in my mind
But the thrill of those nights will forever bind
To the streets of Little Italy where we used to roam
In the 1930s makin' this city our home
Oh the nights we spent in that speak-easy light
Sneakin' around stayin' out of sight
With the mafia boss pullin' all the strings
Those were the days of wild mischievous flings
In Little Italy where the mob holds the gloom
The smell of cigars hangin' heavy in the air
We're livin' on the edge but we don't have a care
Oh the nights we spent in that speak-easy light
Sneakin' around stayin' out of sight
With the mafia boss pullin' all the strings
Those were the days of wild mischievous flings
The jukebox playin' old Italian tunes
As we dance on the floor underneath the moon
The police turn a blind eye they're on the take
Bribed with a wink and a smile no laws to break
Oh the nights we spent in that speak-easy light
Sneakin' around stayin' out of sight
With the mafia boss pullin' all the strings
Those were the days of wild mischievous flings
The memories linger like the taste of fine wine
Of laughter and danger intertwined
In the shadow of bootleggers and crooks
We made our own rules wrote our own books
Oh the nights we spent in that speak-easy light
Sneakin' around stayin' out of sight
With the mafia boss pullin' all the strings
Those were the days of wild mischievous flings
Now the speakeasy's gone just a memory in my mind
But the thrill of those nights will forever bind
To the streets of Little Italy where we used to roam
In the 1930s makin' this city our home
Oh the nights we spent in that speak-easy light
Sneakin' around stayin' out of sight
With the mafia boss pullin' all the strings
Those were the days of wild mischievous flings
Writer: Freddy Tönnesen
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