It Laid Heavy On My Stomach
Sung to the tune of:
"He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother"
The spice was strong
The pasta was cooked too long
The garlic was everywhere, everywhere
And I know, meatballs were a big mistake
It laid heavy on my stomach
I ate too much
Butter and bread and such
The garlic was everywhere, everywhere
And I know, meatballs were a big mistake
It laid heavy on my stomach
If I lay down at all
I’ll get up with nausea
And then it’s up all night
that’s what garlic will cause ya
I know, cause I’m still belching
It laid heavy on my stomach
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