Six o'clock, I'm hungry and alone
So I call you on the phone
'Cause I know that you'll be home
And I can't see why you wouldn't be, girl
And I know that I made enough for you
'Cause I know that I made enough for two
Still I'm left here asking
Why I'd want to share my Pastaroni
With anyone I don't know
But especially why...
Why I'd want to share my Pastaroni
With anyone I don't know
But especially why... why with you.
Three hours later, I'm still hungry
And I'm still alone
'Cause I sent you home
Wanting
And I know I shouldn't have used you
But she used me, and as usually
My spite has made me
Why I'd want to share my Pastaroni
With anyone I don't know
But especially why...
Why I'd want to share my Pastaroni
With anyone I don't know
But especially why... why with you
Tripping, trying, to get to you