The Magic Is There

Standing in line at the sandwich shop

My eyes browse through the menu then came to a stop

I licked my lips and gave my tummy a rub

Something caught my eye, it was a meatball sub



Meatballs, mozzarella, pepperoni

Swiss cheese, yes please, all served on a hoagie

The cashier asked how I'd be taking this treat

One for here, one to go, and make them both on wheat



I said wait, this should be more Italiano

Take these back and add some Romano

It felt like Burger King 'cause I had it my way

But I was eating fresh 'cause I was really at Subway



All that sauce, all that cheese

All those meatballs, still I'm not obese

I'd be the happiest Italian guy

If I had meatball sandwiches stacked to the sky

Scarf some down and let the music fade

It's the meatball sandwich serenade