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