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 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 then the next summer It grew into a tree The tree was all covered All covered with moss And on it grew meatballs All covered with sauce So if you have spaghetti All covered with cheese Hold on to your meatball 'Cause someone might sneeze