My ode to the family business. A straight-up rock & roll song with very funny lyrics. Are you hungry?

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I played with a guy years ago who used this phrase to describe his lack of energy due to a lack of Italian food. It stuck with me all of these years and now it's a stick to your ribs kind of song.

Got holes in my face from tomato paste
Got tons of grease in my hair
Got a tear in my eye for the pizza pie
That's waiting for me there

Just like the boss I dig tomato sauce
And ravioli's just fine
I don't mind the grease because I am such a beast
Just pass the Chianti wine

I got a pasta coma
Love that Italian aroma
Pasta Coma
I sure do wish I was in Roma

You know the gas I am gonna pass
Is caused by minestrone
But I don't care if I put on an air
I ain't no Ronzoni phony

Of course eggplant always makes me pant
Veal takes my breath away
And garlic bread goes straight to my head
That's why I am proud to say

I got a pasta coma
Love that Italian aroma
Pasta Coma
I sure do wish I was in Roma

Italian cuisine is just my scene
Can't get enough Manicotti
Don't think me rude because I dig the food
I tell you what I got

I got a pasta coma
Love that Italian aroma
Pasta Coma
I sure do wish I was in Roma

Pasta Coma
Love that Italian aroma
Pasta Coma
I sure do wish I was in Roma