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