I'm the Judge Who Got Flavors of Jam

This song has been in my head for months now..... and it's awesome! It's completely useless gibberish, but so fun to listen to. Adriano Celemento is a comedian in Italy and he wrote this song in 1972. It was meant to be what English speakers sound like to Italians. I am so jealous of those dance moves!
Below the video I wrote what my friends and I came up with for the lyrics. I really want to change the first first line to "Please don't call the national accusal, alright?" but it's just a syllable off. Anyway, try to sing along!

Preeson cool en ensign en choo sole

You the cold mean sailor

Preeson cool en ensign en choo sole.. ALRIGHT!!

We no sayin the shoes

Now we hope in the same in the hole and maybe if you come a false time

Trrrr

Tails in mind we became the goal oh baby this day

Yeah mucho-o

We no sayin the shoes

Now we hope in the same in the hole and maybe if you come a false time

Whether she stay right in the coffee and steam

You know the trouble, I’m the judge who got flavors of jam

You the comin up juice all wife but not sure the hobo hobo just get a lot of hopin up time

All I did was just stand like the shoes of rubberband

You was just doing that to talk to rainy girls

(hold me Santay!)

Eye Eyes mind senseless and I guess I’ll go with Peezo

Eyes

You’re a cold mean sailor

Preeson cool en ensign en choo sole

Alright!

Eye Eyes mind senseless and I guess I’ll go with Peezo...

Eyes

Preeson cool en ensign en choo sole

Alright!