On top of spaghetti
All covered with cheese
I lost my poor meatball
When somebody sneezed
It rolled off the table,
It rolled on the floor
And then my poor meatball
Rolled out of the door
It rolled in the 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 to a tree.
The tree was all covered
With beautiful moss
It grew great big meatballs
And tomato sauce.
So if you eat spaghetti
All covered with cheese,
Hold on to your meatball
And don't ever sneeze.