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| - Whooaaaaa.....
The hot summer sun is about to set
But I haven't eaten yet
I need something good to soothe my head
Something that will turn my blue heart to red
Hey Meatball, Meatball, give me the news
I've got a bad case of wantin' you
Nothing else is gonna cure my ill
I've got a bad case of cravin' you
Whether it be vegan or meaty meat in thy balls
I learned that, that nothing about you is small
Have them mixed with noodles if you dare
Even the yummy side salad you won't want to share.
Hey Meatball, Meatball, give me the news
I've got a bad case of wantin' you
Nothing else is gonna cure my ill
I've got a bad case of cravin' you
Whooaaa
I know you'll like it, so head down to the College street shop.
There should be lines out the door, lines that don't stop?
The homemade Ginger soda sure has some zip
Smiles on my face as 'The RodFather' touches my lips
Shake my fist, knock on wood
I've got it bad, and they serve it up good
Hey Meatball, Meatball, give me the news
I've got a bad case of wantin' you
Nothing else is gonna cure my ill
I've got a bad case of cravin' you
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