They had an offer that I couldn't refuse
So I said f** it, I had nothing going on
They said wa**amattayou-a eatin' McDonalds?
You eat like a king-a if ya whack some paisans
About as far back as I can remember I wanted to ice, maim and dismember
The gambling, the fame, the money, the women
How could I refuse this contract k**in'?
Call it cosa nostra
Don said kiss the ring, it was a fugazi
I must be crazy, I know
They force me to eat more ziti
Mama says you way too skinny now, no more for me
No more loot, no prostitutes, it's over
The bathtub booze, the pinstripe suits, it's over