
I’ve Made Too Much Pasta – Having a weird time in New England Lyrics
Artist: I’ve Made Too Much Pasta
Song: Having a weird time in New England
Take your favorite girlfriend and you know
Take her for a night on the town
Take your favorite boyfriend, and you know
Slam him into the ground
Finally, we’re out here all by ourselves
That reminds me, all your stuff is still on my shelves
Clear your mind out until
You’re thinking about air
Let your imagination wander
Into a pit of despair
I’m not angry at all the stupid things that I did
I’m not worried, will lightning strike the house where I live?
I’m not hungry, but I’ll eat all the food in your house
Don’t remind me of all the stupid things that I said
Take your college diploma and you know
Throw it into thе trash
Give yourself a belly rub until
You gеt a big rash
I’m not nervous, We’re out here all by ourselves
It’s not a problem, but you left a lot of stuff on my shelves
I’m not worried at all the stupid things that I did
I’m not angry if lightning strikes the house where I live
I’m not worried at all stupid things that I said
I’m not angry if lightning strikes the house where I live
It’s not a big deal, but all your stuff is still on my shelves
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Release Year: 2021