On top of spaghetti,
All covered with cheese,
I lost my poor meatball........
When somebody sneezed,
It rolled off the table...and on to the floor,
Then my poor meatball......
Rolled right out the door,
It rolled in the flowers...,
And under a bush now my poor meatball is nothing but mush.
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
