Lyrics
On top of spaghetti all covered with cheese. I lost my poor meatball when somebody sneezed. It rolled off the table and onto the floor. And then my poor meatball rolled out of the door. It rolled in a garden and under a bush. And then my poor meatball was nothing but mush. The mush was as tasty, as tasty could be. And early next summer, it grew into a tree. The tree was all covered, all covered with moss. And then my poor meatball was tomato sauce. So if you eat spaghetti, all covered with cheese. Hang on to your meatball and don’t ever sneeze. And don’t ever sneeze.