Basta - Louis Prima, Keely Smith

Basta, basta, basta, basta

Hey, enough is enough

If you don’t begin to stop

I will have to call a cop

Basta, basta, basta, basta

Hey, you’re getting too rough

I can hardly catch a breath

You are squeezing me to death

Do you have color blindness?

Can’t you see that the light is red?

You’re killing me with kindness

Let go of the face, a-let go of the neck

A-let go of the ears, a-let go of the head!

Basta, basta, basta, basta

Hey, enough is enough

Though I love your tender touch

Won’t you please release the clutch

Basta, basta, basta, hey, enough is enough!

Enough is too much

Basta, basta, basta, basta

Hey, enough is enough

If you don’t commence to cease

I will yell for the police!

Basta, basta, basta, basta

Hey, enough is enough

When you’re giving me the squeeze

Won’t you take it easy please

How long have you been training?

You’ve got an iron grip

Although I hate complainin'

Let go of the arm, a-let go of the throat

A-let go of the leg, a-let go of the hip!

Basta, basta, basta, basta

Hey, you’re gettin' too rough

You’re a pretty bit of fluff

But it’s tough to take the guff

Basta, basta, basta, hey, enough is enough!

Enough is too much

Basta, basta, basta, basta

Hey, you’re getting too rough

I can hardly catch a breath

You are squeezing me to death

Do you have color blindness?

Can’t you see that the light is red?

Let go of the face, a-let go of the neck

A-let go of the ears, a-let go of the head!

Basta, basta, basta, basta

Hey, enough is enough

Though I love your tender touch

Won’t you please release the clutch

Basta, basta, basta, hey, enough is enough!

Enough is too much