Sunday pasta I'm gonna make
What kind of sauce do you like?
Meat sauce and carbonara?
Tell me truth, I'll make it for you
Basil and vongole?
Maybe white sauce would make your day
If it's the first time for me
It will be so good
Even if the flavor is good
The flavor is ground without you
It would seem worthless to not sit
And eat dinner while hand in hand
No matter how much eat and eat
If you're not here, I'm incomplete
I wonder how neat, hear you say hello
It's such a sparkling sunny Sunday
The mood's been ready for so all day
I hope that you'll enjoy I make
As we eat I'll play our favorite song
Sunday pasta I'm gonna make
What kind of sauce do you like?
Mushroom and arrabbiata?
Tell me truth, I'll make it for you
I see your frown in the steam
From the pot turn down the flame
Too much salt, the pasta's ruined
It's all my fault
Even if the flavor is good
The flavor is ground without you
It would seem worthless to not sit
And eat dinner while hand in hand
No matter how much eat and eat
If you're not here I'm incomplete
I wonder how neat, hear you say hello
No matter how much eat and eat
If you're not here I'm incomplete
I wonder how neat, hear you say hello
Sunday pasta I'm gonna make
What kind of sauce do you like?
Meat sauce and carbonara?
Tell me truth, I'll make it for you
Basil and vongole?
Maybe white sauce would make your day
If it's the first time for me
It will be so good
It will be so good
Even if the flavor is good
The flavor is ground without you
It would seem worthless to not sit
And eat dinner while hand in hand
No matter how much eat and eat
If you're not here I'm incomplete
I wonder how neat, hear you say hello