Pulled up

Pulled up to the scene and it's 65 Bentley,

Dripped in Brioni, China doll with me,

Looking like a supermodel, oh, what a feeling, 25 years old, 25 million.

Today's the audition for the Godfather part.

My life's already a movie, so when do I start?

I walk up in Patsy's East 119th Street.

Fat Tony Salerno gets a kiss on the cheek.

I know my way around, not my first time here.

Been doing overnight, Ciginette loans for 10 years.

I say hello to Danny Pagano and tough Tony.

Nikki Domino gives me a gnawed.

They all know me.

They ask why I'm near so early.

I say the part. They say what part? I say the movie. Why not? I don't look like Carlo. They all begin laughing. 3 p.m. ready for the lights. My name is Gianni Russo, a.k.a. Carlo, the infamous son of law from the godfather. I'm now known as the Hollywood Godfather, and this is my story.

Walking with a limp like will I ever run? Once again, or is this it? Am I forever done?

Living in the hospital was never fun. Some people were cool, but not everyone.

Welcome everybody.

It's time for another Hollywood Godfather podcast.

And tonight we got really an exciting show.

I want to introduce my co-host, Pat Pizzarelli, my co-writer, and my friend.

What's happening, Pat?

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