It Rolled Off The Table And Onto The Floor Lyrics

It rolled down the garden and under a bush and then my poor meatball was nothing but mush.

It rolled off the table and onto the floor lyrics.

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 off the table and onto the floor and then my poor meatball rolled out of the door. 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. On top of spaghetti br all covered with cheese br i lost my poor meatball br when somebody sneezed br it rolled off the table br and onto the floor br and then my poor meatball br rolled out of the door br it rolled in the garden br and under a bush br and then my poor meatball br was nothing. As tasty could be and then the next summer it grew into a tree. The tree was all covered all covered with moss.

The tree was all covered all covered with moss and on it grew. It rolled off the table and onto the floor and then my poor meatball rolled right out the door. It rolled in the garden and under a bush and then my poor meatball was nothing but mush. 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.

It rolled in the garden and under a bush and then my poor meatball was nothing but mush. It rolled off the table and onto 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. It rolled off the table and on to the floor and then my poor meatball rolled out of the door.

The mush was as tasty. The tree was all covered with beautiful moss it grew great big meatballs and. The tree was all covered with beautiful moss. It rolled on the sidewalk and out in the street and then my poor meatball was a crushed piece of.

The mush was as tasty as tasty could be and early next summer it grew into a tree. 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. It rolled off the table it rolled off the table and onto the floor and onto the floor and then my poor meatball and then my poor meatball rolled out of the door rolled out of the door it rolled in the garden it rolled in the garden and under a bush and under a bush and then my poor meatball and then my poor meatball.

On top of spaghetti lyrics.