When The Moon Hits Your Eye...

When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie…
That's amore.

When an eel bites your hand and that's not what you planned…
That's a moray.

When our habits are strange and our customs deranged…
That's our mores.

When your horse munches straw and the bales total four…
That's some more hay.

When Othello's poor wife, she gets stabbed with a knife…
That's a Moor, eh?

When a Japanese knight used a sword in a fight…
That's Sa...mur...ai.

… Amore!