After the Pasta

Original Song: "After the Lovin'" by Engelbert Humperdinck

Parody Performed By: Skip Briggs

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So I sing you to sleep
After the pasta
With a feeling of fullness inside
We were glad that we had
Lots of bread and polenta on the side

It's so hard to digest
Everything that we've eaten
Plate by plate, all the courses flew by
And the calorie count
Is beyond what you'd say was very high

We were chowing down
On a meal that could have fed eight
We should go into town
For Kaopectate

So I sing you to sleep
After the pasta
A lump in my gut like a stone
And it's making my words
All emerge like a most unpleasant groan

And I know that my song isn't saying anything new
Oh, but after the pasta
We had gelato too

So I sing you to sleep
After the pasta
We ate everything we were served
And I hope that the sight
Of us both pigging out went unobserved

And I know that my song isn't saying anything new
Oh, but after the pasta
We had cannoli too
Yes, after the pasta
We had zeppole too
Mmm, after the pasta
I'm dieting with you