Spaghetti

You showed me all of Little Italy, I showed you my heart
That was the start (ah-ah)
You held my hand until we couldn't tell each other's apart
My favorite part (ah-ah)

Never thought that somewhere that I've never been could feel like home
(Feel like home)
I didn't know that someone I just found could feel like someone that I've always known
But you never know

'Cause you could be the tramp to my lady
The dad to my future baby
Oh, what a beautiful thought
I could see us making traditions
And naked up in the kitchen
Just like a movie, aha
I think I'm finally ready
We should do the scene with the spaghetti

I promise I won't take a shovel, dig around in your past
That's in the past (ah-ah)
Don't care about who had you first, as long as I'll be your last
I'll be your last (ah-ah)

Never thought that somewhere that I've never been could feel like home
(Feel like home)
I didn't know that someone I just found could feel like someone that I've always known
But you never know

'Cause you could be the tramp to my lady
The dad to my future baby
Oh, what a beautiful thought
I could see us making traditions
And naked up in the kitchen
Just like a movie, aha
I think I'm finally ready
We should do the scene with the spaghetti (yeah)

(Oh-oh, oh-whoa, oh-oh, oh-oh)
(Oh-oh, oh-whoa)
I think I'm finally ready (oh-oh, oh-whoa)
I think I'm finally ready (oh-oh, oh-whoa)

'Cause you could be the tramp to my lady
The dad to my future baby
Oh, what a beautiful thought
I could see us making traditions
And naked up in the kitchen
Just like a movie, aha
I think I'm finally ready
We should do the scene with the spaghetti



Credits
Writer(s): Melanie Joy Fontana, Michel Lindgren Schulz, Salem Ilese Davern, Bendik Moller
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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